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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