Your Funeral Wasn't So Sad After All - Killwhitneydead

I would rather die than feed from the machine

I would rather suffer than grovel at your feet

I will starve before taking from your hands

No more

Rise up

And overthrow

Feed you to vultures

Gnawing flesh

Strip it down to your fucking bones

Feed you to the vultures

There’s no wrong or right

Only destroying you tonight

Destroy you all tonight

Destroy tonight