You're dying slow
Suffering through
The torture and hideous abuse

The return to the grave is imminent and welcomed
You're dying slow


Can't take this
Not anymore
Against the wall

Guns pointed
Point blank range
Blindfolded

The thunder
The power
To never

Be whole again
My swan song
My departure

To another
Realm of madness
Of nightmares


Ten deadly plagues


Of humanity when will learn!
The sheep-like masses
Led to a slaughter

To kill the herd
That follow blindly


Can't take this
Not anymore
On the gallows now

With neck in noose
Hands cuffed at wrist
Legs tied tight

Floor drops below
The power
To never

Be whole again
My swan song
My departure

To another
Realm of madness
Six feet under


Ten deadly plagues


You're dying slow
Suffering through
The torture and hideous abuse

The return to the grave is imminent and welcomed
You're dying slow