t is over and this will be the death of your perfect life, of your hidden lies. What will you do when they know you? What will you do when they see the truth? What will you say to those that loved you? You couldn’t stop this if you tried. You couldn’t stop this if you tried. You couldn’t stop this if you tried. You couldn’t stop this if you tried. I can see it. I can feel it. I can smell your fear in the air. Can you feel it? Can you see it? Can you feel your heart beating faster? Let this be a true testament of who you really are and what you’ve done. Let this be a true testament of who you really are and what you’ve done. Life as you know it is over and this will be your death. You couldn’t stop this if you tried. You couldn’t stop this if you tried. You couldn’t stop this if you tried. You couldn’t stop this if you tried.
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3. Malevolence
(The quality or state of being evil.)

Who do you think you are and what have you become? I have barely recognized your face for so long. What do you think they see and what have you portrayed? I can barely recognize your face. It started with just a taste. It was just a game. But you bought your lies with the soul you once had. You’ve created a monster. A modern day Jekyll and Hyde. You’re not the same as you once were. Still not sure you’re even inside. Do you even know your own name now? Satisfy or be satisfied. Eat it up now cause you’ve dug yourself in too deep. Does it taste good? Do they taste good? Was it worth it? Are they worth it? Satisfy or be satisfied. Eat it up now cause you’ve dug yourself in too deep. Does it taste good? Do they taste good? Was it worth it? Are they worth it now? You created a monster. You created a monster. You created a monster. You created a monster. Oh God what have we done? We created a monster. What have we done? We created a monster. Satisfy or be satisfied. Eat it up now cause you’ve dug yourself in too deep. Does it taste good? Do they taste good? Was it worth it? Are they worth it now? Are they worth it now? Oh God what have we done? We created a monster. What have we done? What have we done? We created a monster. What have we done? Look at what you’ve become now. A monster.
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4. Holocausts
(Destruction involving extensive loss of life.)

Millions of lives lost so you can fill your pockets. Millions of children slaughtered so you can fill your pockets. When there’s blood on the streets it’s time to buy. When there’s blood it’s time to buy. Choices made. The innocent will pay. Who are you to say who’s to live and who’s to die. Profit made. Millions die today. Who are you to say who’s to live and who’s to die. One day you will burn for your decisions and what you did with human life. So live it up now. Unwanted children. Forget about them as you fill your pockets profit off a death. You could have stopped it but you did nothing. Only the dead have seen the end of this war. Only the dead have seen the end of this war. When there’s blood on the streets it’s time to buy. When there’s blood on the streets it’s time to buy. When you look into the eyes of your children, I hope you see the millions you have murdered. Only the dead have seen the end of this war. Only the dead have seen the end of this war. When there’s blood on the streets, there’s blood on your hands. When there’s blood on the streets, there’s blood on your hands. Choices made. The innocent will pay. Who are you to say who’s to live and who’s to die. Profit made. Millions die today. Who are you to say who’s to live and who’s to die. There’s blood on your hands.
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5. Motives
(An emotion, desire, physiological need, or similar impulse that acts as an incitement to action.)

Hey beautiful, you think you have me fooled. But I know your game, like the pretty face it hides behind, you hide behind. It’s time you learn this world isn’t yours. It’s time you learn this world isn’t yours. You waltz around, room to room, looking, searching. You waltz around, room to room, looking, searching. You waltz around, room to room, looking, searching. You waltz around, room to room, looking. You waltz around, room to room, looking for a ready bed to find worship in. But you’re not gonna find any worship here. You knocked on my door too many times. I’ve heard your screams from the other room. Your motives are as pure as the body you passed around. You knocked on my door for too many times. I’ve heard your screams from the other room. You call this love, you call this, you call this love, but we both know... You call this love, but we both know that it is damned to the end. You call this love, but we both know that it is damned. I hope you learn this world isn’t yours. I hope you learn this world isn’t yours.
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6. Devourer
(One who consumes destructively, recklessly, or wantonly.)

I can’t stand the sight of your face or the sound of your name anymore. (x2) Some men just want to see the world burn. Hate devours me. Rage empowers me. Fear can’t stop me. Fear won’t stop me. Some men just want to see the world burn. Some men just want to see the world burn. I can’t stop, I can’t stop this... I can’t stop, I can’t stop this... I can’t stop, I can’t stop this headhunter. I will watch you die. I will watch you die. I can’t stand the sight of your face. I can’t stand the sight of your face. I can’t stand the sight of your face. Hate devours me. Rage empowers me. Fear can’t stop me. Fear won’t stop me.
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7. Prevaricator
(One who betrays or abuses a trust.)

Drown me in your lies and your unrepentant selfishness. Blood thirsty and deceitful. We were to be sheep among wolves. Oh but our flesh never tasted so good. You call me your brother. You call me your family. But you lie to my face. Look me in the eye you coward. I ought to put you in the ground. I ought to put you in the ground. You die with your secrets. You die with your secrets. We all die with our secrets. We all die with our secrets. I question your loyalty. Shed your skin. You were never one of us. I question your loyalty. Drink the blood. You were never one of us. I will never trust the hands of men. Never trust again. Will never trust the hands of men. Never trust again... We walk in the same circles. We walk the same streets but I’m not hiding in dark corners. How did you think you could keep this from me? I can’t think of one thing big enough to lie about. That’s small enough not to matter, not to matter. You kept your enemies closer than you kept me. Not cause you’re scared of defeat, but so your lies can’t be seen. You kept your enemies closer than you kept me. Not cause you’re scared of defeat, but so your lies can’t be seen.
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8. Traitor
(One who betrays another’s trust or is false to an obligation or duty.)

Interrupt me at any time but it’s too late to apologize. It took years to build this but only seconds to destroy. My mind was in it. My heart was in it. Then you went and did this. But you said you didn’t. I can’t help but feel it was all my fault. But we both know that’s not true. If you can’t take me at my worst then you don’t deserve my best. They say some things are better left undone. I’d have to agree. So turn and run like you’ve never seen my face before. You’ll never see it again. They say some things are better left undone. I’d have to agree. So turn and run like you’ve never seen my face before. You’ll never see it again. I thought my heart would feel empty. Where your love once was. But now the void is only filled with hate. For the love that there was between us. Lifetime lived in the blink of an eye. But this season seems to last forever. This cold winter’s eating at my bones. You left me for dead, left me for dead, left me for dead, left me for dead. Now I’m leaving you... I can’t see your face... You’re dead to me, you’re dead... It’s time to forgive and forget but I’m still holding onto all this hate. They say some things are better left undone. I’d have to agree. So turn and run like you’ve never seen my face before. You’ll never see it again. They say some things are better left undone. I’d have to agree. So turn and run like you’ve never seen my face before. You’ll never see it again. I thought my heart would feel empty. Where your love once was. Your love is dead... I can’t see your face. You’re dead to me. You’re dead to me, you’re dead to me, you’re dead.
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9. Misanthropy
(A general dislike, distrust, or hatred of the human species.)
(feat. guest vocals by Devin Leach of Alert The Sky)

And now I become death. Ender of all worlds. I am on your tracks. I will end your world. This song tells the confession. Coward, too scared to speak the truth. I’ll tell the world for you. Coward, too scared to speak the truth. Hide behind your charm. But I know your path. I will end your world. I will end your world. I will end your world. I will end your world. Poison free, what in your case does that mean? Cause last time I checked you still need one more X. Cause that life doesn’t end at the foot of a bed. Your lifestyle ends at the foot of a bed. Oh you don’t boast of your conquests. They do for you. They’re all my friends too. Oh you don’t boast of your conquests. They do for you. They’re all my friends too. I don’t make idle threats. Watch your back. I don’t make idle threats. Watch your back. I will end you. I will no longer turn a blind eye. Know I am right behind you. Watching your every move. Planning your demise. And now I become death. Ender of all worlds. I will end your world. I will end your world. I will end your world. I will end your world.
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10. Reputation
(Overall quality or character as seen or judged by people in general.)

This story won’t have a happy ending. Happy endings are for stories that are finished. This won’t end quickly. You won’t enjoy this. I’m fed up with who you are. Generic to the sight. Cliche ideals spew from you. You need to think for yourself. Parade around like you own the world. Embrace your ignorance. Cause you will learn. We all will learn. We all will learn. I’m fed up with who you are. Generic to the sight. Cliche ideals spew from you. You need to think for yourself. My little sheep. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re not like sheep. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re not like sheep. My little sheep. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re not like sheep. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re not like sheep. My little sheep. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re not like sheep. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re not like sheep. My little sheep. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re not like sheep. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re not like sheep. My little sheep. Don’t fool yourself... Parade around like you own the world. Embrace your ignorance. Cause you will learn. We all will learn. We all will learn. I’m fed up with who you are... Generic to the sight... Cliche ideals spew from you... You need to think for yourself... But who are you fooling. Your fake identity will be your grave. This will be your grave. This will be your grave. This will be your grave.
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11. Depravity
(The state of being marked by corruption or evil.)

I am the sheep that got lost and there is no turning back. I’m as mad as hell. There’s no place to run. I’m without the One who made me though I’m not sure I was ever with Him. There’s no place to run. I’m without the One who made me though I’m not sure I was ever with Him. Oh God, oh my God. Oh God, where are You now. Oh my God, where are You now. Oh God, oh my God. Here’s where I stand. Removed and cursed. Where is Your holy communion now. There is no turning back. I won’t be back. There is no turning back. I won’t be back.

Ending prayer:
I’m clinging loosely to prayers, that lately, I feel as if have fallen upon deaf ears. Where are You? Where are You as my faith waivers? Where are You in this blinding haze? And where were You? Where were You when I would seek to find joy in my trials and found no peace? Where were You when I did not doubt Your love but could not feel it? And why won’t You answer me? ... Why won’t Your presence pierce this deafening silence I have been screaming through for so long. For so long my voice has grown weary in Your absence. For where Your voice once spoke so clearly there are no words. The cup You once filled so abundantly has run dry. And where Your light once led so assuredly I feel so unguided. Still I press on. For I have felt You in the past guiding me in my desire to change. Finding a path through falling tears, it seems I have turned my back and walked away. Seeing my reflection and not recognizing my own face, not knowing why You’ve allowed me to get here. Though there was a time when the weight of Your reality brought me to my knees. When my shame and my convictions found my heart crying out for change. When trying times gave way to white seasons. And my fears would flee the resounding sound of Your heart beating within my chest. Your blood coursing through my veins purifying and breathing life into this lifeless body. It now seems as though I have let the sun set on that season. The world You freed me from now crushes me under its heel. And this flesh your Spirit once cleansed is now crawling. Festering. Rotting from the inside. Numb to your touch. Calloused. Closed off. I feel alone and overlooked. I don’t know if I’ll ever find my way back.