DEATH DECEASED

DON'T TOUCH ME

AND ALL YOU STAND FOR

TRUTH HAS SHONE MOOR

GO ON AND PRAY GOD WONT ANSER YOUR PRAYERS

NOTHING MATTERS AN Y WAY WHEN NONE CARIES

IN OUR VACANT SOULS WE' VE LOST CONTROL

WE ALL KNOW WE COME AND GO FROM THE BLACK HOLE(something you should know I'm a black hole)

DON'T TALK TO ME I WONT LISTEN

TO ALL THE LIES OF YOUR MISSION

DON'T WITNESS TO ME

ITS NOT WHO YOU ARE OR WHAT I WANT TO BE

don't talk to me

preacher man

you don't want to see

with your hands

with your eyes

don't look so surprised

in your lies

you died