Fatality کے بول

Prepare for me to put you down In your own piece of shit game Prepare for me to put you down And prepare to feel the pain I will not lay low for a moment Cause bear in mind that I can scream Lay off your malevolent preachings Your nerveless aim won't externalize I would've waited for you to evolve But you're still idolizing the fallen I'll appear pitch black if I ink all my intentions So turn on, tune in and drop out of my way When will you restrain your fuckin' greed? This entire place I'll dehumanize By the time you jut out your pitiful plan Won't take heed to any more of this! Don't lay your hopes on a starving old man When your own novel body can't cultivate shit The search for eternal peace of mind may be everlasting But enlightenment might just be one step before fatality.