The Grave Aesthetic - Ruination Lyrics

Swinging my anger like a double-edged sword
Backlash for my hateful words
Torturing you
I bring you to your knees
Cry out and suffer
The days are numbered
Your days are numbered
Bring it back to reality
Cunning how you preach for structure from a snake's den
As my actions crumble your empire to dust
Lifting the heavy shroud
Re-birthing the fire from within
Crushing your heritage
Breaking your sacrament
Burning your world to ash
You breathe
You breathe through the struggle
In and in and out
You find your demise at the bottom of a pit
Discreet disrespect
Laying with the dead
Your days
Your days are numbered
This is the end
Craft how your preach from the snake's pit
From the bottom of the world
Hanging the heavy head
Cowardice dripping from the dagger's edge
Drawing the line in the sand
No more preaching from the dead