tread the path of sin and sorrow and swim into the red if you slowly pull the noose you choose to walk as if you re dead choke until you cannot feel the pressure never ends without morals we wither we might as well be gone i believe in the other world we cannot right our wrongs if you lie to me you slander me this is why i hate you your petulant seed is a dying breed this why i hate you scream into the grave unrelenting and unrepentant suffer guilt in shades choke until you cannot die the lines refuse to bend without morals we wither we might as well be gone i believe in the other world we cannot right our wrongs if you lie to me slander me this is why i hate you your petulant seed is a dying breed this why i hate you you lie to me you slander me this is why i hate you you lie to me you slander me this is why i hate roll the dice the plot device is fatality in disguise choke until you until cannot feel the pressure never dies lie to me slander me this is why i hate you your petulant seed is a dying breed this why i hate you you lie to me you slander me this is why i hate you you lie to me you slander me this is why i hate