This is the sickest season, your darkest day
We know your games and the ways that you play
It's your obituary, the spit on your grave
It's about that time you shook hands with your fate
I will destroy you (we will destroy you)
This grave was dug for two
This night will be your last
You're nothing but a backstabber
Backstabber, backstabber
You cross the line
They should lock a man up for thinking thoughts like mine
You called yourself the savior of the scene
But we paved the ground you walk on
There are no bridges left to burn left to burn
This time you better fucking learn better fucking learn
You are sicker than the plague you spread
Get back to the hole you crawled out of you wont get away
When will you see you are done fucking with me
Said it once said it twice revenge is my name
It's a thin line that lies between infamy and fame