You Suck

from Dread by Splitmouth

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lyrics

Power hungry monster you set my senses full alert all the time
Struggle breaking the piercing gaze, rendering a freezing chill of the spine
Impossible to win, Hard enough to dodge
Keep praying of your vanishing
It sickens one, recite the words, feel the form sink into the gut

Don’t give up, the bastard grows in hunger
Hold the tongue it lashes on another
Anger, spite, revenge amass because there
Can’t be room for you

You suck you reek
Go to taste the ground
Allow your scaled skin writhe in the filth
For once you’ve finally bit the dust
You will know the pain of breaking our backs

You suck, curse you
You are poison to the skin
And if ever there was time to decease
It’s long before the voice of hell
Subject my ears to bile of the swine

There is nothing here for you
What could you possibly want?
It’s hopeless
You aim for the chest
And fire with no hesitation
Every chance encounter with you
Scarred and etched on the seams of the mind
They see it
Not on my own
The resentment laden flames in their eyes

Get a clue

You suck you reek
Go to taste the ground
Allow your scaled skin writhe in the filth
For once you’ve finally bit the dust
You will know the pain of breaking our backs

You suck, curse you
You are poison to the skin
And if ever there was time to decease
It’s long before the voice of hell
Subject my ears to bile of the swine

Can’t hope to let it go
I’ll wait another day

Can’t hope to let it go
I’ll wait another day to see you gone
Repugnant fiend you will not find comfort here
Denial appears to have found your company
What an unsurprising pair

You suck you reek
Go to taste the ground
Allow your scaled skin writhe in the filth
For once you’ve finally bit the dust
You will know the pain of breaking our backs

You suck, curse you
You are poison to the skin
And if ever there was time to decease
It’s long before the voice of hell
Subject my ears to bile of the swine