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