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Lyricist: Whitechapel
Lyrics:
He is finally dead Come celebrate this day It was slow and full of pain Good riddance I hope you're born again so I can have my turn To beat you and cut you, put my curse upon you To pass you down to my bloodline’s youth Admit it all you want The truth shall never set you free
Revenge is sweet but so is disease When it turns you into a slave Gather your friends and your family So they can watch me spit and piss on your grave Forgiveness is useless It's just another form of weakness This is for my family Let us have this moment
He is finally dead Come celebrate this day It was slow and full of pain Good riddance I hope you're born again so I can have my turn To beat you and cut you, put my curse upon you To pass you down to my bloodline’s youth Admit it all you want The truth shall never set you free
This is for my family And the ones who suffered with us Let us have this moment The years have come and gone And we all still remain broken Let us have this moment He's finally dead
We all know you're going to hell Come back to life, I'll send you myself Dig the casket from the dirt You don't deserve to be one with the earth
Revenge is sweet but so is disease When it turns you into a slave Gather your friends and your family So they can watch me spit and piss on your grave Forgiveness is useless It's just another form of weakness This is for my family Let us have this moment
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