Amongst The Dead

(A Little) Pestilence (Ain't Hurt Nobody)
All this hatred that's inside of me Beats a message: "There is no hope left for us" It cries out to you, the liar Love was never alive here. I can't wash this filth from my hands, All of this that you put me through. Your voice is laced with falsehoods, A lie in every stitch. Fabrications only take you so far, Before you're stripped bare. It must be hard to articulate When half your face has rotted away Exposing your mangled teeth I am one with your murder. I'm stripping your securities Bone dulling the razor I'm the last horseman The last breath that you'll take. I'm sorry, I once loved you. But your history of constant betrayal Has cost you everyone that ever cared And I don't blame them, I don't blame them. So knock another one back for me, God knows I need it too But you'll never be prepared For the hell I'll put you through From Letras Mania