Bradley Layne - Descent lyrics

Everybody wants to be a henchman Skin off the snake comes easy and I lay back. You don't even know how it feels to be layman. Hey, now 143 wants his payback. Grab the shank, sharpen, STAB Bloody fist bloodshot eyes blank face. No space in my teeth, all fanged just wait. Apathetic, diabetic and the rush don't stop. When the heart stop, time don't, f**er JUST WALK. Banking on the fact that I don't know how you feel. Hide behind these walls so I wonder how you feel. Room keeps spinning and I enter into field. Gra** all razored, but I don't think I can feel. Fall off the land that I dreamed up. Black abyss waiting below I've f**ed off. Don't call me up, don't ask me where I've gone. The hole grows bigger, so much bigger then it stops. Like drug abuse, I don't even know how to stop it. Ethereal chains I'm bounded to chair, watch the skin tear clean from your face while you spin. Nothing but piles of your ashes. Then time restarts, and you do it all again. I've seen this, with a blind seeing eye. It doesn't even matter no one speaks when you die. Man of the room so the glock's empathetic. And the fifteenth sigil on your shirt speaks the difference. Slipping out of sanity, and back in, in seconds. Nobody likes to feel like I do, and I've been burning. They claim I'm not Schizo. Good at decieving, my face in your shadow. You don't know sh** until you've went and had it. My body a canvas, it's like you don't need it. Blow on my body, your hands are like razors. Bit of masochist baby you feel me? Shadow and fire don't mix the embodiment of d**h. I destroy everything. My lover my muse. The canvas is skin. Body is torn up, a sh--