You will never atone for your mistakes An example I'm fit to detest Forgiveness denied after years What standard do you think you've set? Constant threats to your own blood and flesh what outcome did you expect? Left me mute, unable to speak You’re so fucking weak 22 years under fear Trepidation is my instinct I'd like to say that things have changed But there's no coming back from the brink of pure hatred You have left me a shell of a man Inner workings dismantled by 2 strikes of the hand An eternity it seems ruled by a fist When I'm found dead you'll be the first and only name on my list Constant threats to your own blood and flesh what outcome did you expect? I'd like to say that things have changed But there's no coming back from the brink of pure hatred Trepidation is my instinct Will your blood run thicker than water? I wish to put that to the test A bond made in blood broken by the hammer On the floor lays a pathetic mess