The devil is as black as he is painted
With sorrow and loss, you too shall become acquainted
And so it was written
They said they wanted them dead, come daylight
I'll make sure they're dead before sunrise
If a man chooses, and a slave obeys
Then I'm a slave to everything they ever said

I'm a slave, I'm a slave, I'm a fucking slave
I'm a slave, I'm a slave, I'm a fucking slave
The gift of death will be the last thing you swallow
Slowly losing hope of seeing tomorrow
Mindless, stuck inside the box
I'm not afraid of God, I'm just afraid of being lost
They said you know too much
So break me with the slightest touch
I'll make it clean, I won't make you suffer
Don't make a scene, it only makes this harder

A deer caught in the crosshairs of life's firing line
(Are you afraid to die?)
For once, I don't take any pleasure
In this definite end

Marked for death
I'll breakdown all your fears
Without shedding a fucking tear
(Flesh and bone)
A feast for crows
Friend on friend, what a violent twist
I left her there, rotting in blood I spilt

(They said they wanted her dead, come daylight)
I'll make sure she's gone before sunrise
If a man chooses, and a slave obeys
Then I'm a slave to everything they ever said
Conflicted between friends and enemies
The line between right and wrong is tearing at the seams
The only thing that's clear is nothing is black and white
In a world of grey, the innocent must die
In a world of grey, the innocent deer dies

(If a man chooses, and a slave obeys
Then I'm a slave to the reapers mind)
I drive the blade into the fucking hilt
Along with regret for every death, I've dealt
And as your eyes meet mine, I begin
To feel something I've never felt
Guilt

Oh my God, why would you make me do that?
Why the fuck would you make me do that?
Because I know who you really are, Sherlock Bones
While you were out gloating about how misanthropic you are
You slipped up and told me you were the one who really killed my angel, you stupid fuck