Fist
Useless tools
Fist
Created for fools…
Fist
Coming down..
Fist
Beat the ground
Fist
In my face
Fist
My sacred space

Destroyed and maimed, by your violent ways.. I scream and rail, I go on for days
Beaten down in so many ways
Delicious scars here as I lay

I take you deep in me
My soul it refuses to bleed
I take your hate in me
My body useless meat

I take all your hate
And in me it dwells
Living on your hate
Welcome to my beautiful hell