21 Lucifers Hate Will Prevail
Pure hate breeds on the soil
Feeding the gap between chaos and fear of
Scar like emotions pending on your scrapes
Held as future for some
Burning the ashes down for lack of
Bleeding commitments a one way to demise
Is this your knife?
Plunged in my back
Hate will prevail
Torture, cancel your will
Struggle and contemplating all for none
The scalpers return without a trace
Is this your knife?
Plunged in my back
Hate will prevail
On your knees and pray for sickness
Then bring forth the mortals
Waiting for the one to grind you down
Is this your knife?
Plunged in my back
Hate will prevail
