Buried Between Life And Death

slaved to life unbound
ravaged to a sleepless fate
slow torturous games
many like you that have become

the voice whispers insanity
raise of the blade
have a last look at your victim
the body you wield is not your own

Chorus
Stuck… in the is hell
Enforced.. to kill
Slowly.. I enjoy
Finding solace in your demise

I turn on my kindred
They I despise the most
Starting with their throats
One by one they slowly die


No one will stop me now
I must be the one
Rise all will fall
Nothing shall be left in my wake
Chorus
Stuck.. in this hell
Enforced.. to kill
Now it fells right
Finding solace In your demise

Bridge
One, more, task, is left, my maker, must suffer, the same, fate of, my victims, ten fold
Ten fold

Now I crave another life to take
Torn from existence
Feed my lust with frenzied cuts
Warm dead flesh hits the ground
Defile the innocent child,
celebrate the fucking liar
Created vile from your makers eye
I am here for the cleansing