Mortuary Lyrics

Hydra

Hell awaits
So press with ease
Into the mind of a sinner
Imma show you what it means
To be rejected by the devil
Even satan can't believe me
I just smoke on through the night
And search for silence theres no peace inside my head anymore

I wonder when I'Ll die
Mane I have to know
Then again maybe not
It might just piss me off

Why is shit so complicated
When it comes and goes
I cannot help the way I was raised
What the f*ck is wrong?

I see just how it is
Yall aint letting up
That really leaves me with no choice
So ill give you nothing

But still I want my f*ckin money
That you owe me
For the time that I've been wasting on your lies you never showed us
The truth

Life is struggle
Like a puzzle with no pieces the same
Doctor doctor
Check my brain
I think I'm losin my patience
A voice it speaks of homicide
And I've been fighting daily
But still it seems theres is no way to stop the pain

Everyday I feel like I am merely wasting in space
Is all this shit just a game?
Well I've had enough of the fable
Lets keep it real

Everyone will sleep in dirt
But in the end I've got my brothers so ill never give f*ck and now I'm certain

Baker

I'm the one that they disgust for my perverted ways of life There ain't no saving me with grace
It's just a waste so save your strife
There is an appetite for madness
Instincts of primal savage
Villages turned into cities still they burning at the masses
With their finger on the button ain't no where for you to hide
Cause the big bad man is here to keep a watchful eye
Shoving temptations in faces of the weak they take the bait and slowly fall to the agenda of those ones who clutch the nation
Pause time clear your mind judgement quickly starts to slip
I feel the devil on my shoulder but the angel ends up missing
Closing distance near the entrance to the doorway of existence
Taking chances with my life
I'll never get no where with wishes
Staring down the loaded barrel of this rusted death dealer
Ain't no body stopping me I'm fighting till there ain't no feeling
So best get killin yes the trio is the villain
Blasphemies these sons of sin the lightening strikes when we're appearing
Blood it floats upon the ceiling
Temperature begins to shift
You feel it thick within the air
The shadows quickly close in
Watch the floor it spin my eyes roll back I now descend
The next of son the chosen kin
The Trinity will now begin

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