Gonna do it my way,promise that one dayall of you are going down.Really just can't waitto free this pure hate.And that sure as hell is gonna hurt.Do you remember, thinking I'd surrenderas if I would bow to you.I'm always gonna scream 'n' spit,have a fucking shitfit just waitand you will see.The shining blade of mine,has spillen blood before.Dismal, dark feeling,is knocking at my door.Your name on my blade, I won't eraseuntil I get to cut my name on your face.This violent rage, I just can't control it anymoreYou better pray to god, as I drink your bloodand spit it in your fucking ugly face.On the edge of madnessriled up, obsessed to see you suffer as you die.Wathch the sun going down, like the whore that you areWait for the moon raising up like my insanity, it's on.Contet to set you free,you're shackled, I hold the key.Your days are numbered at thirty threecome here just follow me.It will be quick, you will see.'cause your days are numbered at thirty fucking three.
