Last in Line Songtext
von Sickrecy
Last in Line Songtext
Pestiferous employee contaminate
Alone I stand desolate
The deeds that I′ve done to level up the score
Greeted with rejection and abhor
I am the predator
I am the beast
Raise the gallows
Time to feast
Finally gone
The devil of your land
The last in line
Died by your hand
The chief executive corrupted arse
I'm inconvenient impelled to part
Decline of profit up against the wall
I′m solely responsible for the downfall
I am the predator
I am the beast
Raise the gallows
Time to feast
Finally gone
The devil of your land
The last in line
Died by your hand
Sheer anger blood boils
Corporate management in recoil
I'm vindictive resilient to lies
My instinct of survival is greater than your wish to
Die
Don't fit your templates of
Lies
We′ve reached stalemate and
I
Can see the madness in
Disguise
Observe with sadness in my
Eyes
Purge the minds that pose a threat
You have reached a turning point you will regret
From this day forward none can shape the odd
Perform perfection and do the job
I am the predator
I am the beast
Raise the gallows
Time to feast
Finally gone
The devil of your land
The last in line
Died by your hand
Alone I stand desolate
The deeds that I′ve done to level up the score
Greeted with rejection and abhor
I am the predator
I am the beast
Raise the gallows
Time to feast
Finally gone
The devil of your land
The last in line
Died by your hand
The chief executive corrupted arse
I'm inconvenient impelled to part
Decline of profit up against the wall
I′m solely responsible for the downfall
I am the predator
I am the beast
Raise the gallows
Time to feast
Finally gone
The devil of your land
The last in line
Died by your hand
Sheer anger blood boils
Corporate management in recoil
I'm vindictive resilient to lies
My instinct of survival is greater than your wish to
Die
Don't fit your templates of
Lies
We′ve reached stalemate and
I
Can see the madness in
Disguise
Observe with sadness in my
Eyes
Purge the minds that pose a threat
You have reached a turning point you will regret
From this day forward none can shape the odd
Perform perfection and do the job
I am the predator
I am the beast
Raise the gallows
Time to feast
Finally gone
The devil of your land
The last in line
Died by your hand
Writer(s): Martin Erik Eriksson, Dahl Marcus Per Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
