Falsifier R.I.D. (Rest In Dirt)
I try to fight the horrid state of my blackened mind
They tell me "Why don't you try?"
"Why don't you end it tonight?"
The voices limit my rest
The ghost is gripping my chest
Everyone knows I'm a mess
And always second best
My thoughts begin to darken
Bring forth what's yet to come
All life has met it's maker
The earth's now drenched in blood
So to hell with the world
It doesn't matter who dies first
We're all f..cked in the end
Rest in dirt
Rest in dirt
Human life is a f..cking waste
The thought of peace leaves a bitter taste
As I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
I will embrace all evil
As it's new found king
The devil is my sheppard
And I am born of sin
I will embrace all evil
As it's new found king
Rest in dirt
So to hell with the world
Gladly I'll start killing first
We're all f..cked in the end
Rest in dirt
