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Times up There's no more running from me Snuffed out like a fucking disease Force fed concrete with broken hands Try collecting your teeth Engrave your neck with the edge of a rusted blade And watch your life bleed out onto the street This is my domain There's no escaping; a fatal error was made Deceptive rat with your penance overdue You're fucked; I will eclipse you You motherfucker Ingest your own rotten shit Invoke your fake devotion, instill your worship Clasp your hands, squeeze them tight Recite the holy words and beg for your life Betrayed by your faith Not one ounce of fucking mercy will be given Laugh as your dull green eyes convert to crimson God is busy I'm not even listening Begging and pleading Letras de cancionesYour life depleting See the white light Sobbing and shaking Flawless execution Involuntary cease of your being Twisting your spine Can't stop the bleeding No chance for retribution So fucking drown in your pleas for redemption A brain bleed to fucking prove your conviction Lacerate your perception of me I'll fucking drown you in divine apprehension Calm as you accept the rejection Transfigure your will to breathe You're fucked So tell me are you really worthy? Impure metal pressed against your skull Pathetic whimpers spill from your gaping hole Eyes point to the sky as you recite the holy psalms Kneeling down with your jaw placed inside your palms Ritual slaughter Fuck you with the length of a razored cross Cries unheard by a spineless icon Your desperate begging means nothing to me What, you praying? You really believe that? You think God will come down and save you? Pray to God Tell him to come down and stop me God's in his heaven He won't listen for you Leaking plasma from your face as the alloy passes through Distorted killings, incarnations of gore Your deity is a fucking whore So fucking pray Pray for your god to stop me Pray for your god to stop me I think God is busy From Letras Mania