The Bane of Existence - Antagonist

I’ve gored my chest

Chucked a bleeding, beating pulp into ice cold waters

Rushing into nothingness

My soul is gone, my body’s dead

A limp and lifeless shell, an empty soulless thing

A reptile shedding skin, a brand new side of me

This is my revolution, my conclusion

Of the world, a wicked place

Filled with shallow, selfish creatures

Tearing at my flesh

To whom it may concern

I’d love to watch you burn

A parasitic pandemic

The bane of my existence

No karma for the wicked, Ignorance is bliss

The lucky ones are left digging through the shit

This is my revolution, my conclusion

Of the world, a wicked place

Filled with heartless, evil creatures

Ripping at my flesh