Looks like I've found you and it wasn't that hard to find you This is years in the making so keep this in mind Where there's a plan there's a message inside I hope you hear me, you hear out Everywhere I turn, every time I click Your god damned face is burned into my eyelids Let it be known that this is your end You dirty mother fucker you son of a bitch I will strike you down with a hand that's mightier than god Now that's the talking's over, how will this go about? Will it be slow? Will it be quick? Or shall we feed them to the pigssss? What makes you all think you can pick and choose Weren't your morals decided for you? Discover your fate. I wish it could be up to him It's obvious there will be no wrath This is where you break yourself Is this your definition of sin?