Abuse - Hates Creation lyrics

Picture yourself in your own favourite chair. Nails in your hands, to soon to keep you there. Air is tight, soon you can't breathe. No, it's not me. Hooks in your chest, not to come from powerless. Raise the scorn by the then you'll feel the pain. Soon as you seem, seem to be torn, not forewarm. Raise the hate, all we know is we grow dead. Who died and left you god? This time you pray to the lord. Your're soon, yourself you can't keep. By the nails now dug in your feet. Raise the torture with straps on your legs. Feel it's closer and soon you will beg. Soon as you seem to be torn, not such a thing. We all grew warm in the light. Soon as you seemed to be torn. Not by the flesh, we all grew warm. Can't you see it's all we need? Raise the pain. Can't find just one to blame in vain, my destiny. Had to come to recognize, they come to test me. They found the ways for you to die. Led by the hand where you will lie. Don't leave - don't leave. Come bring the pain that lies in your brain. Let the scorn show you all the things I've known. Hooks bound in your chest and worn flesh, all was pain - pain. Who died and left you god? This time you pray to the lord. You're soon, yourself you can't keep. By the nails now dug in your feet. Raise the torture with straps on your legs. Feel it closer and soon you will beg