Subjected to a Beating - Dying Fetus

Thirteen years I was locked away,

A life thrown under the wheel.

As each day passed, I never looked back,

Just a beat down body with a mind intact

Counting days inside my head

Set the trap, stab my back, then walk away

Framed and judged, left behind to take the blame

Slam the door, cut the cord, and cast aside

I don’t care what it takes, you’re fucking dead!

I never used to be so full of hate

It just grew and grew by the hour and day

Dreams of death, cold revenge

Now any means justifies the end

All of my thoughts set to kill

I’m never gonna stop

Until I have your head

No matter how long whatever will come

To end your life is my reason to live

I’ll haunt and hunt you down,

Traitor of the brotherhood

Defect and run a once and future failure gone

A trail of schizophrenic lies follow your forgotten steps

As fake laughter hides the serpent tongue behind your breath

Veracity expelled, you thrive on your deceit

Lying comes with ease just like your all-consuming greed

The stroke of midnight passed, the penance hour nears

Each nerve alive with fear, an omen of your ending coming fast

Subjected to a beating

I’ll choke the life out from your eyes

Subjected to a beating

Only when you’re dead can I be free

And God won’t hear you fucking scream

Cold blooded homicide is what it takes to be sure

To put my fist to your face and spill your guts out on the floor

Like a thousand red stabs of pain, for each day I was locked away

You’ll taste every ounce of blood as it pours out from what used to be your head

No redemption

No regrets

No excuses

Only death

Execution so long coming, finally attained

Gasping out, last words uttered, only were my name

Pure revenge, all consuming, perfectly arranged

Satisfaction, pure elation, nothing else remains

But one less fucking human on the Earth