I've lived my life never trying to compromise
but I felt so weak, never too awake
but I'll curse this search and bow
down to the scum of the earth,
waking the dead while my stomach turns.
Without a word, without a stone the scum
will rise and they'll never walk alone without a saint or book of prayers they'll lead the weak who will learn to understand.
This desert burns,
I walk on coal and the pains deserved.
They've set a fire for all that serve.
You watch and learn, motherf**kers want to take their turns
but they'll fall in line, just wait and die.
Put your eyes to the sky and watch their demise the world is a curse for the scum of the earth we all die sometime.