By The Blood - 6th Circle

Swallow the self doubt and find the will to fight
No one's gonna tuck you in and make sure you're alright
It's every man for himself, don't bitch and whine
Every night I find myself walking that line
Between Monster and Martyr

Stand by for daily validation
You're the reason we're laughed at as a nation
Superficial issues, never ending miss-use

If you don't like what I write
I don't fucking care
Do it yourself then, you coward
Or are you too afraid of the scrutiny?

Don't look back who cares what you left behind
Nothing consequential to the better of mankind
How you think that you're important fucking blows my mind
Following every fucking trend that you see online
Your life is so inconsequential

Everything you do is without consequence
And you have no grasp of the level of ignorance
That you as a human bestow upon
The unfortunate bearers of your
Presence, you make me sick to even think of being near you
Just do us a favor and kill yourself

No one cares about your life
Wed all prefer if you died
Let's tear into that mind
A waste of space to all mankind

Humiliating waste of fucking flesh
I hope you never find peace on the other side

Written by:
Mike Foulke

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