In Preparation

Witness my disposition
"A part of the plan" is a contradiction
Buried in the brain gone missing
Stagnant in a body withering
Glossy eyes, the soul inside
Doesn't know which way to go
Slammed my fists against the concrete
The bloodstains dried to show

When I make it to the gates
Heaven will fear my name

I will make you feel
What you've put them through
The cancer that you breed
The death they didn't choose
Fuck salvation I'll graciously refuse
Masked damnation with the likes of you

When I make it to the gates
Heaven will fear my name
I who tore it to the ground
Trashed the throne burnt it down

Fear me