Servant Of Chaos (Feat. Will Ramos)
Spite
3:33Returned from the embers, pulled back against my will Desire to stay vacant, let the chemicals take hold Warm from the thought of death, filled with synthetic power Left pain at the summit while the current sweeps me under Yeah On the edge of the deep end At the pinnacle of suffering Wandering eyes and a blackened vein The darkness is approaching Returned from the embers, pulled back against my will Desire to stay vacant, let the chemicals take hold I'm held against my will Warm from the thought of death, filled with synthetic power Live by the rule of the underworld and the beast that wears its numbers I took the hand of the reaper I took the hand of the reaper Closer to lighting up the flaws in his creation One inhale away from a brand-new devastation Cave in to contradictions Motivated by sedation Elevating backwards Follow the beast to a blackened vein I cave in to contradictions Elevating backwards Gravitate toward what spawns The corners of my nightmares On the edge of the deep end At the pinnacle of suffering Wandering eyes and a blackened vein The darkness pulls me under Tortured, head in the corner facing what I have done Can't see past the smoke that blacks out the sun Closer to lighting up the flaws in his creation Followed the beast and the reaper that haunts me I took the hand of the reaper I took the hand of the reaper