I Have no ignorance of thieves
In love with language.
God fearing legalese
Pushing the point till it's a shove
It's time to hang up the kid gloves
And learn the lesson like your head to a gun
It's that you can never trust anyone
Bring Destruction
By the numbers
Why spare what you can plunder
And bury like a saint
Of disappointment
Corpses for cannibals
And your a diamond in the rough
You work hard or work hard enough
Keeping well fed and well, well bred
Or die trying to just be dead
Bring Destruction
By the numbers
Why spare what you can plunder
And bury like a saint
Of disappointment
Corpses for cannibals
What's left of me
Is what's left for you
To choke on to choke on
Bring destruction
By the numbers
Why spare what you can plunder
And bury like a saint
Of disappointment
Corpses for cannibals
In love with language.
God fearing legalese
Pushing the point till it's a shove
It's time to hang up the kid gloves
And learn the lesson like your head to a gun
It's that you can never trust anyone
Bring Destruction
By the numbers
Why spare what you can plunder
And bury like a saint
Of disappointment
Corpses for cannibals
And your a diamond in the rough
You work hard or work hard enough
Keeping well fed and well, well bred
Or die trying to just be dead
Bring Destruction
By the numbers
Why spare what you can plunder
And bury like a saint
Of disappointment
Corpses for cannibals
What's left of me
Is what's left for you
To choke on to choke on
Bring destruction
By the numbers
Why spare what you can plunder
And bury like a saint
Of disappointment
Corpses for cannibals