Infliction Songtext
von Infliction

Bloodshed has led to destruction
Violence was used as a solution
Unweave the fabric of my existence
The path of least resistance is for cowards

At this rate, It′ll be my forsaken burial ground
What doesn't kill you makes you wish that it fucking did


At this rate, its self-inflicting misery
As the warmth leaves my body
My entire world is in ruination
And I had to pay for your fucking mistakes

I′ve watched myself fall and now I'm falling apart all over again

I'm already dead, but my body continues to function
Rifle to my head and this my Infliction