Servant Of The Enemy

Picture you a sight unseen, vengeance fills my head Satisfy my lust for blood when i see you dead You were never what i would, something i won't sought Now that you are gone for good you have been forgot Feted the lord of death, as a deity Fuck you and your son of god, failure you will feast Bible the book of blood; it will be denied Servent of the enemy, its your turn to die Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die Now i lay me down to sleep, pray no one my soul to keep, if i die before i wake, i want your lord to stay away Guide me not or take of me, internal torment i forsee In his name i will not know, or follow him where he shall go Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die In the name of god leaving us alone Raining fire in my life in hopes that i'll conform All i fear is nothing new, death is something dear Wait the hour that i go your image disappears Feted the lord of death, as a deity Fuck you and your son of god, failure you will feast Bible the book of blood; it will be denied Servent of the enemy, its your turn to die