Looks like ı''ve found you and it wasnt that hard to find you
This is years in the making so keep this in mind
Where theres a plan theres a message inside
İ hope you hear me, you hear out

Everywhere i turn, every time i click
Your god damned face is burned into my eyelids

Let it be known that this is your end
You dirty mother fucker you son of a bitch

İ will strike you down with a hand thats mightier than god

Now thats the talkings over, how will this go about?
Will it be slow? will it be quick? or shall we feed them to the pigssss?

What makes you all think you can pick and choose
Werent your morals decided for you?

Discover your fate. i wish it could be up to him
İts obvious there will be no wrath

This is where you break yourself

İs this your definition of sin?