[Verse 1: Gizmo]
Murder me slowly I'll come back unholy
The darkest of thoughts have been trapped in my head
Drown till you're floating, your face is corroding, your body is melting, you're finally dead
Cutting the ties holding up all reality, start the mortality, burn the last thread
The last thing you'll see cherry red
After your soul'll be tortured and butchered to shreds
Bitch I speak the truth, I'll cut your motherfuck neck if you ever assume
Bones crack like the bat of Babe Ruth
You think you're so fucking sick, little bitch, I'm immune
Fucked up mold in the rest
I don't give a fuck about a body, you ain't struggle any less
Human life is a pest, any mother fucker want death I'm cutting (?) a neck
Call of death, leaking out the fucking dirt
Demonic voices talking down on me and what I'm worth
Shut the fuck up, don't give a fuck 'bout the afterlife
You count the sheep I hunted, I gut it with my knife

[Hook: Gizmo]
My wounds are open, I'm ready to die
Put my soul in a box, tell the people goodbye
Put the box in a hearse, then we go for a ride
Burn my body with my brain so I might feel one more time