Remorse Is For The Dead
The dirty Lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain
- The dirty Lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain
- Too many nights raising hell worked a little all too well
- Constructed a monument to denial and excess
- Sunk so low crawled so far back
- There's nowhere left to regress
- If these walls could talk
- They would tell a horror story
- Never ending winter
- Violence and infidelity
- Shadows fall through broken panes
- Careless words that are filled with hate
- Just enough to keep it together
- Never enough to make it work
- All the tongues here are forked
- We are a hailstorm of broken glass
- Follow the path of least expectance
- A huge stinking pile of sick
- Pile it higher and higher
- Light the match start the fire
- Level this place and tell nothing's left and take us with it
- Surroundings are irate
- Crack of dawn brings naught but pain
- Resentment steadily grows
- Laughing in the gallows
- Full throttle determined to fail
- Pedal to the metal asleep at the wheel
- We are the lucky ones welcome home
- Pile it higher and higher
- Light the match start the fire
- Level this place tell nothing's left and take us with it
- Poisoned nerves and a bloody antidote
- Violence is not an aberration
- It's a rule
- Dying beyond the pale
- Your beatings will continue until my morale improves
- I don't hate you
- I'm just roving an enemy
- Remorse is for the dead
- I'm just roving an enemy
- Remorse is for the dead
- My enemy
- Remorse is for the dead
- For dead
- For dead
- For dead
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