When I breakdown
Bodies Fall
Bloodbath massacre
Triple six match burns
In my wrists I cut that shit
Who the f*ck is testing my patience I got more weapons
The preacher of indiscretion devils methods sick obsession with death
Break
Every bone in me
I bathe in entrails with the sick and demented
The crucifixes burn as they cry to sleep
Fed the devil my liver and promised bloodshed
I will slaughter everything that I see
I keep a red dot for you seeking benevolence
Severed head of god lays under my feet
I am god now
I beheaded the creator of everything
Now I am god you can bow down to me
When I breakdown
Bodies Fall
Bloodbath massacre
Triple six match burns
In my wrists I cut that shit
Who the f*ck is testing my patience I got more weapons
The preacher of indiscretion devils methods sick obsession with death
Hangsaint - Satans Son Lyrics
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When I breakdown
Bodies Fall
Bloodbath massacre
Triple six match burns
In my wrists I cut that shit
Who the f*ck is testing my patience I got more weapons
The preacher of indiscretion devils methods sick obsession with death
Break
Every bone in me
I bathe in entrails with the sick and demented
The crucifixes burn as they cry to sleep
Fed the devil my liver and promised bloodshed
I will slaughter everything that I see
I keep a red dot for you seeking benevolence
Severed head of god lays under my feet
I am god now
I beheaded the creator of everything
Now I am god you can bow down to me
When I breakdown
Bodies Fall
Bloodbath massacre
Triple six match burns
In my wrists I cut that shit
Who the f*ck is testing my patience I got more weapons
The preacher of indiscretion devils methods sick obsession with death
Bodies Fall
Bloodbath massacre
Triple six match burns
In my wrists I cut that shit
Who the f*ck is testing my patience I got more weapons
The preacher of indiscretion devils methods sick obsession with death
Break
Every bone in me
I bathe in entrails with the sick and demented
The crucifixes burn as they cry to sleep
Fed the devil my liver and promised bloodshed
I will slaughter everything that I see
I keep a red dot for you seeking benevolence
Severed head of god lays under my feet
I am god now
I beheaded the creator of everything
Now I am god you can bow down to me
When I breakdown
Bodies Fall
Bloodbath massacre
Triple six match burns
In my wrists I cut that shit
Who the f*ck is testing my patience I got more weapons
The preacher of indiscretion devils methods sick obsession with death
Writer: Hang Saint
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