Call In the Coroner

Fire on the innocent and the guilty
 On the saints and sinners alike
 Though apophis knows no mercy
 He's an angel compared to the man
 Who has nothing to lose
 The sad hunter the forsaken swain
 Societies most malignant creation
 If idle hands are the devils play things
 These hands will crack the earth to tear the devil apart
 A scroll we've only taped to tear
 Live or die who fucking cares
 A void behind consumers vail
 Begging with intent to sell
 Leave me cold on jagged stone
 A game of cat and mouse so cruel
 Breathe in the dirt dead skin and bone
 Which clouds the air inside your tomb.
 I've just been
 Goin through the motions
 With an empty smile bolted on my face
 Ever since the day we started
 I've been stratchin' forks at empty plates
 Now I finally realize it's fucking pointless
 To fight a battle for somebody
 Who just does not care
 And never has
 And never will
 I'm better off all on my own
 So you can rest your head beneath head stone
 For all I care
 For all I care
 I've lost that lust for life
 I once possessed when there were fewer years
 And mass upon my shoulders
 I've lost that need to thrive
 That compulsion to feel to create to discover
 Somebody please call in the coroner
 Just because I'm moving
 Doesn't mean I'm not a corpse
 Soon I'll be building our casket
 From the scrapes of these bridges destroyed
 By the storms I've been brewin'
 I've just been
 Goin through the motions
 With an empty smile bolted on my face
 Ever since the day we started
 I've been stratchin' forks at empty plates
 Now I finally realize it's fucking pointless
 To fight a battle for somebody
 Who just does not care
 And never has
 And never will
 I'm better off all on my own
 So you can rest your head beneath head stone
 For all I care
 For all I care
 Foreign flesh to tear your insides
 Sharpened steel to tear your throat
 No longer will you be the one
 To tie my hanging rope
 It's over.