Hell of Heretics

I am the blackest sheep Martyr on which they feed Haunted by my demons These voices are my curse Rats crawl on my face Stench of fear a disgrace Shattered portrayal I'm going insane Thought of hate are taunting me Illusions I'm delusional One way trip beneath the Hell of heretics I'll show you pain by breaking your hands I'll teach you fear beg me for grace F*ck get out of my head The last sounds of the weak Fragment of a scream These voices are my curse To escape is not an option I cast hell upon your life I am your hell Thought of hate are taunting me Illusions I'm delusional One way trip beneath the hell of heretics My hands are shuddering A troubled mind that's filled with hate You will be left behind I can't get out these voices are my curse One way trip to the great depths Beneath the hell of heretics You'll beg to die