Misery

Soaked in blood, bound by hair & skin
I won’t carry this flag
Murder and torture, aren’t virtues I can hold
And apathy is a disease that will never consume me
I sleep with my eyes open, waiting for the tides to change
To bring you to your knees, if only for one day
To see the suffering, you will taste… misery will have her revenge
As the animals die, you stand fit to prosper
But when the cancerous tumors explode inside of you
And the soil beneath rots away
They will see you in hell and you will be… judged
You will pay, misery
We are gold, in your world of filth
We are gold and we sleep with our eyes open