Testo Death In Denial

Your death in denial
Your death is worthwhile
You walk through the hall
With your head held low

Just waiting for the day
To end it all
They will pay for what they said Regret their words and mourn the dead

Bodies fall in a row
There will be no mercy to show
Blood red walls
Silence falls
Counting bodies as they fall

Bullets, piercing flesh
That sound I crave
The cries of pain
Is what gets me off
Swinging the knife
Crashing down with full force
Tearing flesh Blood spills out
No more life
This is why

They will die asking why
They will die asking why