
Home to Hell JT Music (Ft. Andrea Storm Kaden)
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[Intro: Andrea Storm Kaden]
Penance left unpaid
Before thee manifests
And empty, lies a grave
For he who never rests
Tempering his blade
We kneel at his behest
As the sky grows ever sullen
With a culling, are we blessed
[Interlude: Skullkruncher13]
They say God rested on the seventh day
You know what he really did?
He created Hell
[Verse 1: Skullkruncher13]
"Let there be light," what a dumb quote
Thinkin' of puttin' up a fight? Just don't
I'll hold an audition for my next victim
But careful, 'cause the competition is cutthroat
You got a neck that I wanna get my mitts on
Spin your head around as if it was a twist-off
You oughta worship the soil that I piss on
Let alone the ground I left my footprints on
I came to raze hell, and leave it laid to waste
You're overdue for it, Lucifer, you ain't savin' face
I'm a one-man show, but if I started a band
You bet your ass that I'm makin' Satan play the bass
I'll ignore every single borin' divine thing
Rip-roarin' like I'm Mick Gordon on a nine-string
Totally unholy, and impure, diseased
With demons that wanna lock me down in quarantine
'Cause I'm their cleanser, offender of sins unimagined
I entered their kingdom, when I left, it was ravaged
And yet they're lookin' up to me like a false idol
Shotgun on my side is my Bible
Penance left unpaid
Before thee manifests
And empty, lies a grave
For he who never rests
Tempering his blade
We kneel at his behest
As the sky grows ever sullen
With a culling, are we blessed
[Interlude: Skullkruncher13]
They say God rested on the seventh day
You know what he really did?
He created Hell
[Verse 1: Skullkruncher13]
"Let there be light," what a dumb quote
Thinkin' of puttin' up a fight? Just don't
I'll hold an audition for my next victim
But careful, 'cause the competition is cutthroat
You got a neck that I wanna get my mitts on
Spin your head around as if it was a twist-off
You oughta worship the soil that I piss on
Let alone the ground I left my footprints on
I came to raze hell, and leave it laid to waste
You're overdue for it, Lucifer, you ain't savin' face
I'm a one-man show, but if I started a band
You bet your ass that I'm makin' Satan play the bass
I'll ignore every single borin' divine thing
Rip-roarin' like I'm Mick Gordon on a nine-string
Totally unholy, and impure, diseased
With demons that wanna lock me down in quarantine
'Cause I'm their cleanser, offender of sins unimagined
I entered their kingdom, when I left, it was ravaged
And yet they're lookin' up to me like a false idol
Shotgun on my side is my Bible
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