Last Cut, Last Head letra

They read him like an open book
But the pages were blank
Before he took the first step
In a new direction
Empty head, imperfection

Second step still humble
Without eyes the hands fumble
Like his feet that wear no skin
A naked man, man of sin

Three steps that hurt like hell
How did he get here
And where will he dwell

With bloody feet and an empty head
Wish he could say
What cannot be said

As the fourth step was taken
Ethics were shaken
And the end result:
Sanity forsaken
No more fumble, no longer humble
A cut of precision
A part of his mission

The road is blurry
The mission is clear
The bag is heavy
His goal is near

With bloody feet and an empty head
Wish he could say
What cannot be said
Final step in the dance of the dead
Last cut, last head

Hatesphere - Letras

• 500 Dead People
• Absolution
• Addicted Soul
• Aurora
• Backstabber
• Bark at the moon
• Believer
• Blankeyed
• Bleed To Death
• Bloodsoil
• Chamber Master
• Clarity
• Cloaked In Shit
• Damned Below Judas
• Dead
• Deathtrip
• Decayer
• Deeper And Deeper
• Devil In Your Own Hell
• Disbeliever
• Down For Good
• Downward To Nothing
• Drinking With The King Of The Dead
• Even If Kills Me
• Feeding The Demons
• Floating
• Forever War
• Hate
• Hell Is Here
• Ill Will
• In The Trenches
• Insanity Arise
• Intro
• Kicking Ahead
• Last Cut, Last Head
• Let Them Hate
• Lies And Deceit
• Low Life Vendetta
• Marked By Darkness
• Murderous Intent
• Need To Kill
• No Sense
• Oceans Of Blood
• Only The Strongest
• Picture This
• Plague
• Preacher
• Reaper Of Life
• Resurrect With a Vengeance
• Seeds Of Shame
• Sickness Within
• Slain
• Smell Of Death
• The Coming Of Chaos
• The Fallen Shall Rise In A River Of Blood
• The Great Bludgeoning
• The Killer
• The White Fever
• The Writing's On The Wall
• To The Nines
• Venom
• Vermin
• Warhead
• What I See I Despise