Wicked Disdain

No threshold

Burning my eyes

Things are in motion

Decline is all you see

My turn

To take away

This shit I got

Won't be my fate

What I feel is cold, afflicted and churning

Can't get out of my own hell

None of their lies will die off

What they were, what they meant won't be torn

No one is by your side, now you're the prey

Eating you up till your soul is gone

Everything is cold, afflicted and churning

Each one builds their own hell

Rotten humanity

Wicked disdain

Rotten humanity

Wicked disdain

Rotten humanity

Wicked and vain

Everything is cold, afflicted and churning

Each one builds their own hell

Carrying the cross I bleed

Coming from among the dead

Inner mortifying pain

Will shatter life within me