Taste me, you made me what I am,
Mind polluting, worthless fuck
Am I the mental feast, bruised and scarred, the underdog
A pawn within a losers game, my strength will grow upon your fear
Slime, in time you?ll face your end line, judge me not before
Yourself
Breed, take my pride - that?s all you can
Hatred surges burning
-burning me -
Feed, for what atonement do you seek?
Your dying grasp of loyalty
-breaks like brittle bones -
Forgotten past, I stand condemned,
For I am more powerful than you?d imagine