Arson

Burnt to fucking shit
 Read the writing on the wall
 Black blood of control
 Nothing like a fight 'cause it makes me realise
 Who i am
 Pigfuck hostility a swine
 Spit roasted to a gauntlet for all
 You've got cunt shit disease of the highest order
 Ten bar expensive drug and your army of dysentry
 Of former men to cull
 Pentagram burnt on my fucking skull
 For a quarter of whores
 We will inherit what's ours
 Time waits for no man
 Especially those lifeless
 Burning in your bed
 As i scratch my name on your face
 It feels so right
 As our blood becomes one
 Of former men to cull
 Pentagram burnt on my fucking skull
 Better fucking run
 As i looked at you
 As my mind was in reverse
 And as i thought of you
 All i could do was curse
 It feels so right
 As our blood becomes one
 Of former men to cull
 Pentagram burnt on my fucking skull
 I burnt her
 I fucked her