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 foresee

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

Servant of the enemy, its your turn to die