Tombs  -  Throwdown

You  look  at  me  you  see  depraved  execration

You  stare  a  while  then  look  away

I  look  at  you  I  see  a  slave  to  convention

Grieving  for  another  day

My  wars  begin  with  suffering  and  fire

And  end  the  same

Sleep  well  for  where  you  lay  is  where  you'll  die

In  your  grave

You  wanted  war  I  gave  you  more  then  attention

I  saw  that  fire  in  your  eye

You  wanted  more  I'm  giving  pure  insurrection

At  least  you  can  say  that  you  tried

My  wars  begin  with  suffering  and  fire

And  end  the  same

Sleep  well  for  where  you  lay  is  where  you'll  die

In  your  grave

In  your  tomb