Your a soul crusher
Giving no **** to the wake you leave behind
Pretending to satisfy my soul
But you lie in wait to make your move

You bend for no one
Buckets of blood torn hearts scream revenge

But you are heartless
Your a soul crusher....and you know it

Your future, your fait is already written in stone......

Your fait is hopeless, consumed by the ******* that you called once, yours

They sharpen their nails against the walls and they walk the halls to find your soul