Blood Red Throne - Soulseller

All in fair warned
 Bodies on display, empty shells of flesh
 Dismembered to exhale smoking ice and keeping fresh

 Fuck, i sold my soul to the death

 Better left undead, screams call out to get attention
 Sign is made blood red, fuels the damned imagination

 Born again, i detest my last remains

 Fresh to me is worth the bleed, greed process
 Wipe the blood, temptation rises, chronic mess
 Better left undead, feast on death to get attention
 Sign is made blood red, fuels the damned imagination

 Fuck i sold my soul to the Devil!

 Breathe slowly and demolish your mind
 Death builds slowly and consumes your time
 Hatred re-arranged and reset for more
 Annihilations of the quest you once hesitated killing for
 As all is self-manipulation and lust for gore
 Fresh to me is worth the bleed, greed process
 Wipe the blood, temptation rises, chronic mess
 Bets are on the m an in black
 Replace he ad on severed neck
 I am a dollar. 99, a fucking bargain

 Bleed for determination, the will to rise to win at all cost
 Re-possess my soul the Devil's eyes are left alone
 Leave the rest to rot, bodies lack of self-control
 Pray to God, pray for nothing
 Nothing's all for everyone but me

 Fuck, i sold my soul to the Devil!