Now You're Going To Be Famous
I Declare War
How can you stand without a spine?
Turn your fucking back on me?
Yet I will walk away with a smile
You will become my newest creation
So where has all of this gotten you?
With a blade to your throat
I can smell the fear on you
I will wipe you clean from my memory
You cry out and tremble before me
So prepare to meet your fucking maker
So put your mouth to the curb
Now you're going to be famous
All will admire me for what I've done
I wish I could say it won't hurt
May the pain eat away at your existence
Much like the cancer that lines your womb
You will truly know what suffering is
Forgiveness is no longer an option
As you lay lifeless in my presence
I may find my peace and my solace
As your pulse slowly fades away