Vacant

I'll break it down right in front of you
 I will tell you my story
 From birth, a bastards point of view
 Occult bloodline flowing through my family
 Was I rejected sperm and my mother your flesh cup in the line of fire
 The product of your drunken pig lust
 You're the burden that you eat
 I'll push you off the highest mountain to penetrate your palace of hypocrisy
 The master of the breeding field has spilled his shame on me
 Hopeless
 The vacant son
 What was two, is down to one
 Turned your front and back to remove the spine
 Molded bread filled with poison
 Calloused hands
 Tempers boiling
 How dare you
 Lie down unfaithful intruder
 Where did this come from
 Your grip will devour
 Your wolves
 Your sacred lamb
 Hypocrite
 Worm
 I will rise strong
 Your lies inconsistent
 I will rise strong
 Inconsistent
 Heathen
 Drunkard
 Half of man
 Lost dog
 You killed me
 You killed us
 Broken, broken
 Tears for nothing
 Tears for you
 This made me strong
 Where were you
 All is forgiven by me stranger
 When you died, did you eat your cancer
 You left so soon
 Give me closure