Asphyxia
My hands smelled of gun smoke but I felt no satisfaction
Death’s cold hands was reaching out for you
I broke your jaw to cut your tongue
like a blood-curdling stone crusader
Your face looked like a damn Picasso
spewed out your lies like a greedy bloodhound
asphyxia entered when I’ve hashed your lungs
This is the day
the day of reckoning
Now you will fall
I saw your suffer, I saw your pain, I saw the gallows of justice
You cried for your mother like a diabolically shaped snake
creeping away from gamekeeper´s gun
you destroyed for what I have striven
we are here to hang your lies to watch you die
now write down the truth for what I have bled
This is the day, the day of reckoning
Now you will fall |
