كلمات Condemning The Bloodline

Wither away Human failure Born to tragedy The ashen womb she Did not know the Filth that she would bring breeding Murder hands and Itchy eyes to Stab the lids out dry, fearing Her own child In denial Bodies build up high, well? Poor world we should suffer what you did bare A callous beast that feeds on blood and tears Condemn the blood that's in your line with all these Deaths that fill the endless graves inside your Basement walls bleed?bleed? Mortar screams plead?plead? Arsenal of Butchery is Locked inside his room while the Smell of skin is Burning black the Killers new perfume, well? Sorrow filled screams encompass all you know Prodigal son contaminates the flow Of blood?of blood? Encased by the fear of your perishing spawn You birthed a monster, are you ashamed? What you came for Lacerate the flesh Suffocating Mother's will to live?to live? Supress?the shame? Embrace the violence As he cuts a toxic mess Hiding in the shroud of doubt Is your sanctuary now Suppress? Lie?die? Wither away Human failure Born to tragedy the Ashen womb she Did not know the Filth that she would bring A murderous heart Condemning the blood As pure as the sun Now shining in hell?now shining in hell?now shining in hell?