Trail of Life Decayed: A New Custom



Let's take off that face
Let's take a look into your mind
Who the fuck are you
beyond that rotten smile

And don't you dare to choose a knife for the job
'cause I know you like to cause little mess.
Here - Take the axe for the first impression
and the angle grinder to cut a dash.

First to quit equivocation
Second since you tend to forget
The third time to dissipate your denial
And the fourth for lies now left unsaid

I know when it will begin
but I can't guarantee when it will end

Old habits die hard so we gotta die (try) harder to rip them out
Through the nose, through the eyes - through your sickening smile
Now they're out 'n about.

First to quit equivocation
Second since you tend to forget
The third time to dissipate your denial
And the fourth for lies now left unsaid

A new custom is defined now

First to quit
Second to forget,
Third time to dissipate (Your Denial)

Mother fucker

First to quit equivocation
Second since you tend to forget
The third time to dissipate your denial
And the fourth for lies now left unsaid

Something to avoid your mistakes and to fit the artistic taste.