Consumed by
Self loving pain, self loathing bliss
It eats away
Burns you like a cancer
The feeling's inside mask your size
With your will
Now you fall
From heart and soul
Break years of frustration
All to plain to see, ease into war
Invade with foul fingers
Lie to purify, crushing what's not you
They say some are born with a blackened heart
Fell to the curse of a bastard life
They say some are born with a blackened heart
Fell to the curse of a bastard life
Cursed with a bastard life
Your lust to celebrate your name
Will cause your fall, your fall
Can't change years of frustration
All have yearned to see the pedestal crumble
Ignored acts of aggression
Falsify to slave
Avoiding all that's true
You stand up
Then you fall, then you fall
Heartless soulless appetite
You're crossing almost every line
Now it's time to
To wash away
(You lost your way)
To wash away
(You crossed the line)
To wash away
(You lost your way)
To wash away
(You lost your way)
To wash away
(You crossed the line)
To wash away
(You lost your way)
Consumed by
Self loving pain, self loathing bliss
It eats away
Burns you like a cancer
The feeling's inside mask your size
With your will
Now you fall
From heart and soul
Artist: Wolfpack
Artist: Holly Starr
Artist: Bloody Death Skull