Bottomfeeder
Album: Self titled
By: PASTOR
By: PASTOR
Duration
5:41
Genres
Description
A man sits alone, troubled and out of options to succeed in life. His country has failed him, his love is diminished and will to survive grows weaker with each passing day. His reign of relentless, unmerciful terror is soon to begin, for the bottomfeeder is rising again!
Lyrics
Out of the swap he crawls, struggled to find his breath, like a fiend in distraught begging has become his way. No self drive to recovering failures, just another idol that has came to pass. Ash is his pail color of skin, approaching the end; alone and frail. Im dreaming my thoughts awake and Im losing everything, Im sinking deeper in, I gave my every ounce of fucking trust and now Im through, trying to make you understand me, Ill never listen to a word you have to say. Wheres the purity in material, wheres the loyalty in this world where everyone points the blame but no one cares enough to make a change? Plauges, fill the air, make us believe God bring us light, sacrifice, crucify the greed Now that I have seen contradictions of your words unfold before my eyes; I once believed that anything was worth fighting for you. Now that I can see the truth I recognize there is something more to blame and now I fear I wont remain Depressions here... Call for treason, burn down the fucking walls, fall away from those who lead you, disinfect the holy water. Educate those with a weaker mind, medicate those who will praise you, gather the masses, take them away Trust in yourself, dont except what followers tell you, see for yourself the world is yours. Only the strong will be, injustice shall never be feared With out faith bound to political trust, I will reign as the bottomfeeder spreading infection. Im on the brink of losing my fucking mind, life lables me bottomfeeder. No one can fucking devour me
