Your the last in line, it's time to meet your maker
Your soulless rotting corpse now flesh for the undertaker
What caused this subversive disaster?
What went wrong with your life?
All that now is left
is the last piece of your remnants
Your the last in line, it's time to meet your maker
Your soulless rotting corpse now flesh for the undertaker
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
