With a Blade کے بول

I carved it out Then I hung it dripping black I took your tumor heart And I never once looked back You can't kill me I'm alrady dead While you sleep Rivers will run red Doom shaped my path Sin drives my hand Blood brings more pride I sawed it off With a filthy fucking blade So I can do all these things That your little mind forbade The hounds of hell Rest at my feet As I sing songs Of your defeat Doom shaped my path Sin drives my hand Blood brings more pride There is nowhere to run to In your mind youcan't hide Beware of the demons That live by your side Doom shaped my path Sin drives my hand