Letra de RATKING

Fuck Rotted grace, when you sink in the hate You run out of options, left with the weak Suckling freaks, bloated at your feet Fall so far from what you were in my eyes For heaven you claw, deceiving us all Crying victim Oh, a crooked dagger in each step you take The cycle repeats (cycle repeats) A diseased and suffering thing Head full of false imaginings You'll feel the red, for those baptised in dread I came to bury the hatchet in your fucking head You took our deadweight, a crying, begging brat A hidden serpent's tongue, another useless rat Your little prodigy (prodigy) Another disease, woah Rotted grace, when you sink in the hate No saint to see (saint to see) The target's on your back There's blood to bleed, I should have buried you Crumble to nothing, vermin Separate art from artist with a head cut off Discarded rot This time I'll bury you, you, you, fuck you