Reign in Hell - Spite

Better to reign in hell than to serve in heaven

Better to reign in hell than to serve in heaven

Yeah I’m the dangerous one

Stepped out of line with an open mind

Don’t ask for a reason why

Could be the look on your fucking face

This heaven

Is that where you think you all go?

A forgotten face when the month ends and you’re rotting below

What makes you qualified?

Keep your head so high?

You’ve always been against me

And I’m already me against me

I’ve been neglected

Objected

Once the sideline waste

Make you spit up your guts tell me how does it taste?

Slaves

You’re all just the same

Slaves

You’ll now know my pain

Slaves

I guess I’m just doomed

I see you in red so I bust in the room

Exploding sound of your oncoming death

Everybody hit the floor

Hell has no exit door

You feeling tall?

Think you can save em all?

Pop pop pop they drop

I’m gonna take them all

And when I’m done my face will be remembered

And when I’m done my name will live forever

You’ll be another statistic

Now isn’t that twisted

How fucking sadistic

Now all the people jump to flood their feeds

Opinions and arguments like they mean a damn thing

Your thoughts and prayers disgrace their families

God wasn’t there nor here so fuck all your beliefs

I’m coming for you

And there are more like me

So get on your knees

Like the rest and scream

DIE

Spite

Spite

Mother fucker