Immoral Agenda - No Zodiac

Your life fades away

As your neck breaks

Writhing constant pain

This artwork I create

Dead or alive

You’re coming with me

Deprive you of your life

I decide what’s right

Becoming a statistic

You will fucking die tonight

Smeared across the pavement

Removed your blood and brain

Stomp the head;

bereavement

Made sure you died in pain

Like sheep to the slaughter

If one thing is certain

it’s that your life doesn’t matter

The closer you are to me

The closer you are

To death

Deprive you of your life

I decide what’s right

Becoming a statistic

You will fucking die tonight

Masticating, masturbated

Genitalia, all life fading

Massive blood loss

Feeds my blood lust

Ingesting your fluids

You wish to be dead

slowly dying

Blunt force trauma

Restrain, repress, release, death

Restrain, decay, death, erase