Resurrecting Hades (feat. Chris Paz)

Desolate winds of hate
Spitting your venom
Looking for dirt to plant your seed
You think you know me
Well you are dead wrong
So think your opinion of me
My mission will be complete
All the cancer spread has rooted down deep
And I have found peace in the hole

Trauma and pain
The more you dig the less it hurts
Only penance comes to mind when I think of her

So
Outcast
Act like you’ve done something
Reject
Why should I give a fuck?
Revert
Act like you’ve done something when you speak on a dead girl’s name

Respect the dead
Tattooed on her flesh

You probably think this is new but I’d never call you friend
I can see em right thru you don’t have to play pretend
I’ve been through Hell
I dwell in the trenches
You should be informed I can’t afford to be reckless

My addiction cost me the price
I know what it’s like to live by vice

I was worthless
Weak
Insignificant
How things can change
Now my own grief inspires me

I am like Hades
Resurrected from the grave
You’re all my subjects
Weighing on me
Encroach on every aspect
Comb every detail like an insect
Mortal distraction
I reserve my will for a higher purpose

Slime of the earth
Barren torchless worms
Lick the filth from my shoes
Berating bullshit when you have no clue

Charging up to place the death seal
My pain and agony could simply crush you
You ever been so hurt you could end your fucking life?
Don’t come at me unless you got blood pacts on knives
I was built to withstand the ashes
Resurrected from the dead
I'm the king of madness
I split the Red Seas like Moses
I am the master of my own sadness

God forbid there is growth in this world
Take the soul away for better days
My friend of the golden shrine
Alight