"I have awaited you three;
Watched and mourned as you've travelled across my land
with decimation and barbaric cruelty.
Yet, I am captivated by you, Ronin; for someone filled with
tumultuous thoughts, you have prevailed in keeping
the angel and the queen alive.
You have kept them from a fate bleaker than death, commendable
But the time has come to pay, and it is I who shall be rewarded
by your demise. I’ve come for blood, blood, blood..."
“Oh shut the **** up.”
Hallowed be thy name.
Stop talking like a cunt, how does thy blade taste?
I said I’d never go back
But I guess I’m used to being pushed to the point where I ****ing snap
Step back, empty the mag
**** the ‘shoot to kill’
I go for the kneecaps
Done playing advocate
I tell you I’m hating it
The disdain I feel? You’re feeling it
Shoot the messenger, I’ll ****ing shoot back
And drag your head to the curb; teeth smashed like glass.
"You ever felt a chainsword cut through
you like a pig against a blade?
Well, feel the pain.
Die mother****er, die.
Bite down, hold your tongue.
Take two steps back, know your ****ing place, you ****ing rat.
I find pleasure in this, scratch the itch
Addicted to gutting you like a ****ing pig.
Comin for your spine, locked on like Predator
Bull in a China shop, call that Berzerker
Rain down fire, God like in power
Crows’ll peck at your corpse, call that a murder
"I have stared upon the face of humanity
I have deemed you all deserve to ****ing rot"
“Nah.”
Swallowed up by the abyssal dark,
I emerge from the void to tear the shadows apart.
Your problems aren't mind, I don’t care for yours.
Comin with the chainblade, 12 gauge, going for the rib cage
Call yourself a king, I’m coming for the crown, let’s go
Despite being down and out,
You can't seem to quite ****ing get it.
Dragged my balls through glass, pent up
Emotions so you can ****ing feel it.
Deep breath as the knife goes in, and twist;
Masochistic ritualist.
You call yourself a god, a king,
Well you can call me 'behemoth'.
Drop in, i'm killin' ya
blurring' the line between hero and villain, division ya,
Call it attrition, but I am the god, the religion of Runnin' and gunnin' ya
If death made riches, i'd be a mother****in' killionaire
Take out stocks in body bags 'cause when I'm done you'll be...
Alone
I'll rip him off his throne
Tear down his kingdom, his throne of souls
Hell's tyranny is overthrone
Through the worst pain he's ever known.
He's ever, he’s ever, he’s ever known.
Comin’ back, unloadin’ with the AK
Poppin’ off like New Years; all spray
When you die I’ma grab the best play
Conquered this, now we’re movin; eave-lay.
The devil's heart is mine to keep
I'll leave this hell with tyranny
The devil's heart is mine to keep;
Feel the pain
Die mother****er die.
Hallowed be thy name.