VILIFY - Hang.Draw.Quarter

If we are what we eat
Then you feast upon lies
Practice as you preach
Your love has died
For the sake of a treat
You permeate poison

Hang draw and quarter
Those leading the slaughter
Hang draw and quarter
Those leading the way

Hang draw and quarter
Those leading the slaughter
Hang draw and quarter
Your Feast is Pain

Blood runs dry from the flesh of another one
Another cries another dies and it's just for fun
Just one wont make a difference?
Just one wont make a change?
But ask your mother if she'd rather
Gas, or decapitate?

Blood runs dry from the flesh of another one
You ask me why I reply you cant see the gun
Ignorance is bliss
But I know how to make chance
If just for fun I held the gun
and blew you fucking brains

Blood on your hands
Blood on your tongue
Slaughter is still slaughter
Your wallet is your gun
Blood on your hands
Blood on your tongue
Hang draw and quarter
Your Feast is Pain

Written by:
Amy Mcintosh, Lizi Mcintosh, Kieran Jackson, Christopher Blancato, Deni Hourihan

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