Sinistrality by Earthender Lyrics

Content by the thought of a haunted abortionist
Fixated on the thought of aborting a contortionist
Prolonging the burning of thy holy name's non-existence

And all i ever wanted was a good nights sleep
In death i found what goes up must burn down into the rust and fear of those who dwell beneath me
No rest for the wretched
My moral standards are of nothing and amounting to shit, everything has fallen south
I'm going to hell and i'm taking you with me

With my hands around his throat, famished of the words he spoke
For thou who shall sin, on thy tongue thee choke