Decline of Order - Murder

Death merchant I come and serve

Sleep walkers I control the night

Murderous mind we don't think alike

To impale, to inject.

Make them cold as ice

A project set for life

Dead eyes cold feet

All I know is to kill

Whether it's a gun shot, stab wound

I'm finding you to murder

Who gave you the gift of life

Was once one, a part of me

Now I take your life away from thee

disgusted by this god damn world

Everything I see

I want to hurl

Bleeding out your gut

Thick Blood begins to boil

Visions of life I will quickly end

Why were we put here

Raised a dominant species

Some lay dead

Cover their bodies in feces

Death would be much easier

does this sound familiar?

I watched you eat your words

Laughing at your face

Your squirming body I will lace

I will not resuscitate