Fit For An Autopsy : Hell on Earth

Deathcore / USA
(2009 - Self-Released)
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Lyrics

1. HELL ON EARTH

This is Hell on Earth
Everything reduced to ash
In the name of God
For the good of the common man
If the Devil deals in death, I will sell my soul
To watch you die
To see you burn
To make you suffer like the ones you sacrifice
In the name of God
There will be no funeral
There will be no ceremony
I owe you no redemption
Nothing to honor in your greed
No one to mourn your loss of life
There will be no love lost on wasted sorrow
Spill our blood in his name
Hell on Earth
Reduce to ash
Blacken out the sun
In the name of God
This is Hell on Earth
In the name of God


2. DIGGING SHALLOW GRAVES

Paralyzed by the overwhelming sense of failure
The weight of guilt and the dirt beneath my fingernails
I cant erase your stench from my skin
Ill never let you get away with what you did to me
I dont think you get the point
I dont think you understand just how far Ill go
All youve ever made me want to do is slit your throat
Never a word to be spoken from your mouth again
You are the empty well I placed my heart in
Now I will be the shallow grave you bury your life in
Your suffering will be the end of mine
Grind your teeth on this you fucking pig
Punishment to fit the crime
Ill watch you slip away
Im sorry it had to end like this
Ill watch you slip away
The trails of blood and flesh
Will lead them to whats left of you
I dont think you get the point
I dont think you understand
All I want to do is slit your throat
Its going to be a cold day in Hell before
I let you ruin my fucking life
Its going to be a cold day in Hell before
I let you live your life


3. THE JACKYL

Just like a curse
A walking plague of gluttony
Ripping through the stomachs of the needless greedy
The rotting apple that we consume every day
The decomposing flesh that serves as armor for the hungry
We are ravenous
Starving for tragedy
We are war and peace
We are self destruction
We are life and death
We are suicide
No one gets out alive
You are nothing but an empty, wasted life
Youll never fucking make it out alive
Prisoners to our pathetic lives
Existing only as guiltless parasites
Dead man walking in desperation
Waiting for a change
Begging for the end
While you make your peace with God
I wage war with the rest of the world


4. WRATH

Rise
I shall rise on these heathen wings
Upon
The fall of his entangled woes
Flames
The cold embrace of the beast that swallows worlds
Truth
Thats raping all I reign
Stripping all the faith from the disease you have created
A new beginning causing chaos for the human race
A cleansing of the weak and feeble
The ones unable to release their righteous ways
Saving themselves from the game of lies
We will strike down all the angels
Strike down
Self righteous fools now rise
I shall rise on these heathen wings
Flames
The cold embrace of the beast that swallows worlds
You alone have been led to believe in certain ways
And I am forthright in my deliverance of pain
I am calling out to you, who cannot hear
I sift through the sands of man
To end the work of demons

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