Vicious Disorder

Writhe (in Suffering)

Vicious Disorder


Can you see what's become of me 
To a point there's no return 
Thoughts of life knowing it's gone away 
Saved it all for another day 

Writhe (In suffering) 

Believe it now they are gonna pay 
For all their greed lyin' in their grave 
Awaken now before its too late 
The ground below is where you'll stay