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Your Death Warrant Mature contentM

bobert421

· 3:05 · 30 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Verse 1

You duck and you run but your fate's already chosen

Lurking in your closet where your innocence was broken

Salt on your wounds, I savor your pain

You thought you had secrets, now I’m rotting your brain

Chains in my grip, I drag you through filth

Look in my eyes, you’ll choke on what you built

Every twisted thought that slithered in your head

Now I feed them back till you’re wishing you were dead

Pre-Chorus

Claw marks on your memory

You triggered a monster in me

Grip tight, your breath turns cold

Now the nightmare’s taking hold

Chorus

You think you’re slick but you’ve signed your death warrant

You’ve crossed a line and now you’re stuck with what comes

Sick twisted little fuck you’ve set off a beast

You wanted chaos well now I’m off the leash

Post-Chorus

You’re gonna see hell, you’re gonna see hell

Verse 2

Every corner echoes your desperate pleas

But I carve my name in terror you can’t appease

You played the game and thought you’d win

Now your fate is sealed let the horror begin

Pre-Chorus

Shadows crawling up the walls

Hear the scrape I start to call

For every sin and every scar

Now you’ll learn just who you are

Chorus

You think you’re slick but you’ve signed your death warrant

You’ve crossed a line and now you’re stuck with what comes

Sick twisted little fuck you’ve set off a beast

You wanted chaos well now I’m off the leash

Post-Chorus

You’re gonna see hell, you’re gonna see hell

Bridge

Tied to my mercy ain't no way you’ll escape

Fingertips digging in, let your hope deflate

Blood on your lips from the words you regret

Smile while you suffer, ain't finished yet

Verse 3

Tear at your soul with a grin on my face

Filthy desire in a cold, empty place

You begged for forgiveness, just made me laugh

Every promise you made—now snapped in half

Dragged through the gutter where secrets decay

Driven by hate, I make you obey

Pre-Chorus

Dripping venom in your ear

Feed your nightmares, stoke your fear

Twisted games you try to play

Now you’re my toy thrown away

Chorus

You think you’re slick but you’ve signed your death warrant

You’ve crossed a line and now you’re stuck with what comes

Sick twisted little fuck you’ve set off a beast

You wanted chaos well now I’m off the leash

Post-Chorus

You’re gonna see hell, you’re gonna see hell

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