Berserk (Guts)

Born into this world, but I was never meant to live in it Never valued life, so I was valued as an invalid Always had the guts to do what others couldn't mention quick To end another's life at night, see panels of their images Sword was all I knew, and it move quicker than their sentences Been cursed since the beginning, but my foes expel the expletives The pits of hell are dark, but in my heart the void is limitless Don't touch me I'll never be taken advantage again You draw out the arms, and I vanish a limb Call me demon, devil, heathen, heretic, believer, anything you need to Brandish a sin, but forgive me when I chop your band to pieces Let you see the demon in me Brandish a grin, had to be a demon I was never met with reason, even my own people Brandish the whip, and they whipped me and whipped me Until I had nothing but granite for skin Marked for death, that's why I laid my heart to rest I've watched so many fall, that rage inside's my only armour left Been swinging for so long, I'm sure I stained my metacarpals red But you'll get no respect for me, know why? 'Cause I don't honour dead I just wanna, go 'Cause hell is all that's waiting for Me (waiting for me) Never had a, home I follow where the waning road leads (the waning road leads) Everywhere I go The devil's waiting for me (waiting for me) Waiting on my soul And I can't even blame him, no, see (blame him, no, see) I deserve it all I'm the fucking best All these mercenaries come and puff they chests Flex, they moving plates for like a couple reps Exterminator crushing pests Blade on my back makes a fucking mess Want nothing more than death, accepting nothing less Not anybody close to me Those who have known me will know that Hope is weak, only attracting death And it flows into those who notice me Those who ain't taken heed reap and sew it like old upholstery Never been good with words But my sword in motion is poetry, huh Listen to the blade, go In the end you'll fall and I want you to know I did it Highly effective with methods that edges on scientific Surgical Virtually terminal to any op I visit You pay for the skins of the father My father had made me a sin New blood I would liken to water I bathe in again and again There's no one considered my equal So no one considered my friend I pray the lord for my soul to keep But the devil came in the end Man, fuck the people I don't need them Where was they when I was needed Death was nearing I was reaching Where was they when I was bleeding Fuck the fake shit You could keep it Called you bitching I believe it Ain't the bitch One step demeanour End this pain Give me freedom Go 'Cause hell is all that's waiting for, me (waiting for me) Never had a, home I follow where the waning road leads (the waning road leads) Everywhere I go The devil's waiting for me (waiting for me) Waiting on my soul And I can't even blame him, no, see (blame him, no, see) I deserve it all