This is the blood of the weak
blanketed in sacred billowing incisions
blowing through you innocently deep ceded visions
of the paranormal being living inside you
we've got your number written down and we will find you
splatter your head to pieces and gouge out your eyes too
finally expose the unwritten extortion total chaos mind fuck bleeding abortion

Bloodshot fucked forever
dig your fucking grave and sever
Bloodshot fucked forever
dig your fucking grave

You are the meaningless foreshadowed death defying symbol of treacherous creation
and just because your wallet can purchase souls in seconds
does not mean a single thing to me

Bloodshot fucked forever
dig your fucking grave and sever
Bloodshot fucked forever
dig your fucking grave and sever
and dig down deeper to your pocket son
all in this world you might thing the questions discover half of your soul
doesn't mean a thing

And just because your wallet can purchase souls in seconds
does not mean a fucking single thing to me
And just because you throw yourself
to the masses
does not mean a fucking single thing to me
Just because your wallet can purchase souls in seconds
does not mean a fucking single thing to me

You wanna step up and get that smile knocked off your face I got a pocketful of hate and an onslauht of pain to infest all that I see in doubt and corruption simplify reality to blurry distortion nothing is your god

Fuck
Bloodshot fucked forever
dig your fucking grave and sever
nothing is your god


Lyrics submitted by Sebastian1985

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