Even if you're offering full surrender,
I'd still curse you with my last breath.
But why give up your rightful place at head
of this kingdom of filth.
Hail to the heir to the throne -
Forever spiralling out of control.
Forever fighting for a chance to roll
on everyone around you,
And hold on to pointless assholes.
From forever to now, I'll mark you down
As one out of mind
And my life in shit
And you free to steal and laugh about it.
And I'll mark you down
As conspiring to sell all this
Garbage at hand as fact and still pray that
hell hath fury without you,
I just don't have pity for your fucking shit.
Hell hath fury without you, I just can't escape your fucking stink.
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