Boris The Blade Nihilist
Cut me down, take away my existence
Shatter my bones, burn what's left of me
A bastard child born from malignance
So here we are surrounded by violence
Just a shell of a man
I am now your weakness
Forget my past
The blades have been sharpened
I refuse to live in the shadows
I am my own enemy
I feel the misery slowly consume me
It's just matter of time
My heart is black and hollow inside
Only hatred resides
So here we are surrounded by violence
Just a shell of a man
I am now your weakness
I'll cut you down
Take away your existence
Shatter your bones
Burn what's left of thee
We are the bastard children
I'm sorry mother I know father lied
f..cked and forgotten
How could you look into her eyes?
I'm sorry mother I know father lied
f..cked and forgotten
How could you look into her eyes?
I'm just a bastard
Just a f..cking bastard
So here we are surrounded by violence
Just a shell of a man
So here we are surrounded by violence
Just a shell of a man
I am now your weakness
I'll cut you down
Take away your existence
Shatter your bones
Burn what's left of thee
We are the bastard children
We are the bastard children
We are the bastard children
