I  was  born  in  ashes  of  molten  hatered
Raised  by  demons  in  abodes  of  the  end
The  Reaper's  scythe  I  fall  upon  to  light  my  path
Wrecked  by  mangled  wounds  of （XXX）life
I  have  become  become  the  resurrection  of  the  Evil  one
'Y  know  that  I  don't  ****ing  care  if  I  live  or  die
I  need  a  bishop  preaching  fire  to  get  away  with  my  sins
I  despise  everything  I  see  so  I  don't  give  a  ****  if  ya  hate  me
Ain't  got  respect  for  humanity
Never  lived  or  wanted  immortality
The  Reaper's  shadow  I  fall  upon  to  obscure  my  path
Every  day  I'm  being  battered  up  until  I  bleed
You  mother****as  just  leave  me  be
Ya  could  never  give  me  cure  for  the  pain