Pantera - Living Through Me (Hells' Wrath)

Текст песни

I cannot take the take, your condition was nod awake
A selfish cryer, boldface liar, robbing all of what
You could take in Stabbed towards a death, a dirty smelling girl
Shit decisions, no provisions, filling veins with juice
Of chaos
Painted face, olive drab, swollen hole, empty bag,
Sunken eyes, whining dog, its times like this
You should pray for never
I broke your fucking mold,!
then
Threw away the
Cast, new religion and new provisions, its amazing
Youre alive
Drop the needle and stop what youre changing into
Erase the end dissolving, disgrace is needed more
So I mended severed ties, through flesh we cauterized
The undeserving, sliming, writhing, I filled you up With watered promise
(chorus)(2nd half)
Spitting teeth, oral lust, alley fuck, angel dust,
Anal whore, bleeding knees, its times
Like this to pray for murder
So now Ive seen it all, hells wrath, no Man has greater glory, cause now youre living through me So Im done with saving you, a gift unto myself, a Tired savior, a wasted favor, and Im lucky Im alive