Bludgeon

Bow down and kiss the wounded skin, split knuckles bleeding A coward's bed in which to rest be glad you are breathing My promises I will now betray does this give life meaning? Will I regret these mindless ways the answer leaves me seething We laugh in your face not a fucking beatdown!! Prepare for a Bludgeoning... Pathetic excuse for a fucking beatdown!! Prepare for a Bludgeoning...!!! Relive the visions of the pas with your thoughts reeling A jester's crown upon your head and you keep bleating The answer to my question yes though I am still repeating The rush is pure in this no doubt aftermath of feeling I will not be denied my pound of flesh Crowned, yet crucified we laugh in your face Failed acid test not a fucking beatdown Crowned, and crucified crowned, yet justified pathetic excuse Failed, acid test, welcomed at your behest welcome to your Bludgeoning Never consider surrender you leave me no choice on the cusp of Oblivion BLUDGEON!!