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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ingested
Ingested
Performer
Sean Hynes
Sean Hynes
Electric Guitar
Sam Yates
Sam Yates
Electric Guitar
Lyn Jeffs
Lyn Jeffs
Drums
Jason Evans
Jason Evans
Lead Vocals
Dominic Grimard
Dominic Grimard
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Hynes
Sean Hynes
Songwriter
Sam Yates
Sam Yates
Songwriter
Lyn Jeffs
Lyn Jeffs
Songwriter
Jason Evans
Jason Evans
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christian Donaldson
Christian Donaldson
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Born on life support
I can see my glory shining in the distance
They finally rest, all my bravest and best
When I drag my immaculate flesh to the summit
[Verse 2]
What more can be done? Laid waste to my every rival
Oh so tough when you huff the stench of survival
When will all this end? Just admit I am your idol
Will I cease this? 30 pieces? Upon my revival?
[Verse 3]
No fucking way
Cut out our tongues and we still won't obey
Ask the betrayed
If your life's in my hand I can clench it away
(All will pay)
Course you know that routine, reputation demeaned, bought yourself some esteem
(Gold and green)
A plebeian smokescreen, as you prance and you preen, nothing's stopping this oil-less machine
[Verse 4]
Should I fade into legend before I'm revered?
I guess that's what they want when your name invokes fear
[Verse 5]
Lynch made coffin birth, I was spat into the dirt
Everything I've earned was exactly what it's worth
My actions concur with the deafening words
Expected to swallow the bullshit you serve
[Verse 6]
What more can be done? Laid waste to my every rival
Oh so tough when you huff the stench of survival
When will all this end? Just admit I am your idol
Will I cease this? 30 pieces? Upon my revival?
[Verse 7]
Impending
Dominance
Infamous
Prominence
[Verse 8]
As I walk on the friends and the foes I have slain
I finally ascend to my throne
Middle digit on the hand of God
The final letter in Man's tombstone
[Verse 9]
As I walk on the friends and the foes I have slain
I finally ascend to my throne
Middle digit on the hand of God
The final letter in Man's tombstone
[Verse 10]
Cut out our tongues and we still won't obey
This world's in my hand, I can clench it away
Written by: Jason Evans, Lyn Jeffs, Sam Yates, Sean Hynes
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