Thoughts Of Revenge

Funny...how the dark red colors fill this place
Where you lay in your grave of paper machete
Covered in a pool of liquids that followed you on your dive...
Down...deeper into the blade
Feel as the cold steel sends you to your permanent shade

(chorus)
Yeah, we are the epitome of death
Let's call this revenge
We'll call this salvation
So take a trip with us
You got kicked off the bus
Let me send you to your last vacation

Straight fucking down...into the ground.

So is this what you wanted?
A duel to the edge of desperation
Well, choke on your tongue because...
I'm gonna bite down
This hollow echo seems to tremble and the room begins to shake
Look around...i think you made a mistake
Lives are what we're intending to take

(chorus)

Straight fucking down...(hey...)
Yeah we'll send you straight fucking down...into your grave!

(chorus)

Yeah, straight fucking down...