Words Of Hate

Twist your line around my throat
Upon those words I hope you choke
Desensitising all of the rising
Little chance of me surviving
Mortal shell that can’t resist
You are the definition of lie filled bliss
With an axe in hand and hate in your heart
I don’t want to be privy to any single part
These are not the halls I believe we should walk
And I know you are nothing but empty talk
Craven ’til the day you finally die
Whenever it comes I certainly won’t cry
You turned to ash all of your friends
All you focus on is the latest of trends
Each new face goes toward hiding you’re psycho
If you wanted peace then you’d just let it go