Death by a Thousand Cuts - To the Grave

I can feel their knives ready at my spine

They say they are but they would sooner kill us all than do what’s right

Begging for validity and they’ll get none from me

Bystanders and perpetrators, all the fucking same really

Watch them flood the comments like flies to dog shit

I thought I knew some shit cunts

But then you come along and test my patience

And I thought you had a shred of common sense but

It turns out you’re just as weak as the rest

You say you’re on our side but that’s a fucking joke

These heroes won’t lift a finger to help, only to stroke their ego

Come and crucify me for being blunt

Then glorify the doormats, have your circle jerk of dumb cunts

Pull out the guts if there’s any there at all

Until every cage is empty we’ll be in your face

I’ve got hell to raise and bolt cutters for those gates

This is how it’s gonna be until the stabbing ceases

Then they’ll fucking see if they don’t listen to reason

I thought I’d heard it all

Then they said they were carnivores

Sharpened claws, afraid of a corpse and out

Hunting at the grocery store

Pull out the guts

Pull out the spine