Wait For It, The Time Will Come, I Will Take This Matter Into My Own Hands

I'll kill whatever you say grows
And drop down a freshly cut black rose
And one card

The ace of spades
Cadaver, with these gifts rest in peace

She screams for attention
Excuse is her middle name
Her friendly complexion
Is enough to drive me insane
There are reasons for hurting
So let's take our time to heal
I'm about to take action
This blade never felt so real

Rest in peace

Throw down if you think this is wrong
But you know the truth bleeds from this song
And everything it starts at a point
And this time the point was your lie

Abra cadaver
No more breath to savor
No more hearts to kill, heart killer
No more limbs to sever
No more hearts to kill, murderer

Vampire bats in my stomach
Kisses that might kill
This is my pessimistic overview
Of what is real

Abra cadaver
No more breath to savor
No more hearts to kill heart killer
No more limbs to sever
No more hearts to kill murderer

No more breath to savor
No more hearts to kill...