My vessel, left empty
What will happen when I leave this world?
Will it all be for nothing?
Nothing!
There are two things I'm certain of
We all suffer, we all die alone
Hang this vile creation by it's tendons, cut its throat to drain it of its fluids
Kick the lifeless carcass to the side, watch it start to fester, bloat and rise
My vessel, left empty.
What will happen when I leave this world?
Will it all be for nothing?
Nothing!
VILE
VILE
Right for the throat!
Dead man walking!
Left here bleeding
My vessel, left empty
What will happen when I leave this world?
Will it all be for nothing?
My vessel, left empty
What will happen when I leave this world?
Will it all be for nothing?
Nothing!