TarvyD3NT - SlitherTrain

Lord
Though we stand trudging the gutters of the shadows of death the time for rest is far from near for the final fight is feared to be all that's left
I'm bored of normal life
Give me the blight
Show me what's truly inside the hearts of every fuckface leeching off my light
Tell em get fucked

To help themselves they must suffer
Throw their devoid of purpose vessels into the fiery pits of Hell
Give it time should they survive they'll find themselves
Thankful for the opportunity to fail and reassimilate
Cry and run all the way to the corner if needed
But to believe in a destiny laid out for fruition of nature is the light within our potential

We may fall on our faith but should the day remain to breathe again
Gtf backup
Show your direction in this life and reposition the mic when the day arrives to speak your peace

Grip the leash of your demons to bite the gun out of the hands of bullshit
Feeding imposters
Spit out what you have to say already
Tell me what makes you tick
Don't fake it just to back out like a bitch
Stick to who tf you are and don't let anybody steer you far from your instinct to thrive

Bleed out what's infesting your insides
Plead to the Gods to disinfect your life
Read up on what keeps a lock on speaking inner light when the time aligns the pieces for the good fight

Don't look at me with intent to bite my light
Find your own please with respect my debts reside to the skies
I don't need a queen to please my damaged shadowchild
He screams along fine when I let him run free off the leash
Like
Please?
Let me out of my cage
I'm fixing to express some rage
Oh Jesus I guess I better just
Compromise with this demon
Free him from the chains of perdition for instinct driven in the name of a nail to heart of Satan
The freight train of weight that comes along with partaking in this prison planet brings this sense of divine craving

To actualize
Self analyze
Reach deep within what resides in my dying carcass
This rotting ready to quit like a hypocrite body
Fuck that the spirit lives forever
Fun fact
I don't need shit from anybody or thing in this Hellpit
I have trust in God and the divine pieces that align our lives to resolve thyself of facade
Step back snake ass in the grass
Where you going I don't need a fucking thing from you

Wanna hacksaw gasoline retreat?
Step into my office mister slither
I'll make you a fresh cup of T
Then put a bullet in your fucking teeth

Written by:
Travis Taylor

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