The Trial Of Vulgar Fictions

Waste no time in bleeding life away.
Running like a painting in the rain.
Anger driven torment lives in you.
Suffering until your life is through.
It will begin as an end.

I'm the thing that burns inside
When you pull the trigger.
You chose the path to walk,
Now the blood is on your hands.
You taste the venom burning through
And feel the poison killing you.

Tearing all the f-cking walls away.
Run them down and burn them all the same.
Murder 'til no one's left to kill.
So bring on my destruction if you will.
It will begin as an end.

I'm the thing that burns inside
When you pull the trigger.
You chose the path to walk,
Now the blood is on your hands.
You taste the venom and know the truth.
My hate was born from you.

I'm taking your life away
just to make me smile.
Murder speaks to me.
You should listen for a while.
It will begin as an end.