I Exist
His Final Testament
A step climb lies aheadA burden heavier than 100 deathsWhy has my word not been told?Why must you drag me down this road?Don't doubt my reasons forIn the end you'll see,What is hell to you brings more to me,And less to a life lived freeMurder, plagues, mass genocide,Four horsemen ready to fly,Let it burn, all of it, and take it in your strideI kneeled to you my father, to you I gave my allMiles walked, miles alone, knees bloody from the crawlAnd this is all imp fucking given, for years of suffering3 nails, abandonment and a fucking book of flawsNow I leave you to guide yourself,When rotting on your cross,You made your boffin now sleep it in,I gave you life, now take your death,Soon you'll arise, and do it all againPissed on, fucked on, all for nothingI can't wait to see his face when I'm tearing our his eyes,Thank you father now I see, this is the way of the truly blind
From Letras Mania