Low Roads

I've waited for you
Deranged and amused with visions of your death
The stain of my youth
Will soon be buried and laid to rest
Wish I could kill off every thought of you in my head
Stained my solace in the rot that you left me with
I know this comes as no surprise but I want you dead
I think your ghost would be my greatest accomplishment
If I cut off your head, maybe I'd get some rest

Low roads pave the way and I descend
Lord knows I'm depraved of a conscience when I need to seek revenge

Would I get some rest
If I cut off your head
Would I get some rest
If I cut off your

There's a darkness in my heart you don't understand
I'd press a gun between the teeth of another man
I'd take his life and watch him die with a drink in hand
And crack a smile in the silence without regret
(I want a pound of fucking flesh)

Low roads pave the way and I descend
Lord knows I'm depraved of a conscience when I need to seek revenge

I want a pound of flesh
Yeah, I'll spit on your grave, you sick fuck

You're just as low as the hole that I'll leave you in
I'll never rest until the day that I watch you dig
For every child, you've defiled, a pound of flesh
I'll never rest until the day you're in pieces

Low roads pave the way and I descend
Lord knows I'm depraved of a conscience when I need to seek revenge
Low roads pave the way and I descend
Lord knows I'm depraved of a conscience when I need to seek revenge