Deer Hunter - The Gloom In The Corner

«The devil is as black as he is painted

With sorrow and loss, you too shall become acquainted

And so it was written…»

They said they wanted them dead, come daylight

I’ll make sure they’re dead before sunrise

If a man chooses, and a slave obeys

Then I’m a slave to everything they ever said

The gift of death will be the last thing you swallow

Slowly losing hope of seeing tomorrow

, stuck inside the box

I’m not afraid of god,

They said you know too much

So break me with the slightest touch

I’ll make it clean, I won’t make you suffer

Don’t make a scene,

A deer caught in the crosshairs

Of life’s firing line

(Are you afraid to die?)

For once, I don’t take any pleasure

In this definite end

Marked for death

I’ll breakdown all your fears

Without shedding a fucking tear

(Flesh and bone)

A feast for crows

Friend on friend, what a violent twist

I left her there, rotting in blood I spilt

They said they wanted her dead, come daylight

I’ll make sure she’s gone before sunrise

If a man chooses, and a slave obeys

Then I’m a slave to everything they ever said

Conflicted between friends and enemies

The line between right and wrong is tearing at the seams

The only thing that’s clear is nothing is black and white

In a world of grey, the innocent must die

In a world of grey, the innocent deer dies

If a man chooses, and a slave obeys

Then I’m a slave to the reapers mind

I drive the blade in to the fucking hilt

Along with regret for every death I’ve dealt

And as your eyes meet mine, I begin

To feel something I’ve never felt;

Guilt

Oh my god, why would you make me do that?

Why the fuck did you make me do that?

Because I know who you really are, Sherlock Bones

While you were out gloating about how misanthropic you are

You slipped up and told me you were the one

Who really killed my angel

You stupid fuck