I, The Tormentor Lyrics – This Is Sparta

I, The Tormentor Lyrics by This Is Sparta

Every day is a torture
To not commit a crime
It’s time for me to return
On the battleground

To break my sleep
And put myself a tie
It’s time for me to begin
Another f#cking round

(to) Wake
A rainy day
And starting to obey
To a guy who asks you

To be on time
(to) Sit on a chair
By pretending to care
“Growl”

f#ck you!
Your name
Doesn’t matter cause you look
The same

Than these poor slaves you followed
(Do) you think you are the one
Cause there’s more light on your own desk?
And seeking a promotion is the best way

To be ashamed?
b#tch PLEASE!
You’ve thought it would be
(A) Better choice than being free

But there is another choice that your own boss
Grab an axe and behead him!
It’ll be too late for some regrets
You look for some silence

You’ll take a life
And never bring it back
Breaking hope in one sentence
Just plant your knife

Until everything become all black
I’ll celebrate your death with
Your own f#cking wife
Nobody relapse and pray for a coward

I will be
A god for your family
No one will remember
The b#tch you were

These bleeding eyes lying
And this mouth smiling
You’d better be sure of what you do
Ripping a life is the best thing you knew

And I can’t stop thinking
It was the best for me
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This Is Sparta Lyrics – I, The Tormentor

This Is Sparta

I, The Tormentor