You're not pleased till you draw blood
You're so week your bullets are dud
You'll never have control of me
From your chains my life is free
So now im goin in for the kill
I'm exposing you out of my own free will
‘Im telling the world who you are
So that they well run so far
Your no a man but a bully -
Who prays on those who can't stand fully
You crush souls and eat sprits
Spend your life with half wits twits
You think me should always rule
And women just a tool
You think you have the power
To be almighty and make others cower
You not a dad or a man
You don't care or give a dam
Well i don't hurt anymore
Since i left and shut the door
Your time on earth is short
And I'm sending in my report
So face your redemption and fate
As you well never see heaves gate
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