Thank You, Again

I don't feel a fucking thing Spit on the ground where I buried the dream you stole from me Think I might stay, end things my way Taking the time spilling gasoline Strike this match and redeem yourself Transcend in the flames, bitch Eat each other alive Test the will to survive Born Filth of the world Perpetual hate that struggles to breathe I'm tortured by the thought of your face A bite-off and fake Hung by a thread facing the demon's head So I can thank you again Thank you again for the lie that you livе Thank you again for your moment of fame Polished Bеacon of shit Bludgeoned ideals And fucked until there's nothing left Bitterness takes a turn for the worse Your power wanes beneath us Patiently, I hold the end of the line Tension from the struggle between I take my time Rip out what's inside Sent from death to make your exit Sent from the darkness, holding you high I take my time Bitterness takes a turn for the worse I've come to show you how Fidgeting underneath the will of malice Sanctity for the truest form of violence Proverb for a vengeful mind Sanctity for the truest form of hate The end of the world

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 22, 2026