Letras Left For Dead - Death Angel

Left For Dead

Twisted, beaten, and now ripped apart\nThe black hopeless days of a once thriving heart\nThe pain of the process. Your sick little plan\nYou buried the hope but! You can’t kill the man\nYour saintly disguise, and the route that you took\nTo impale my dreams on your rusted barbed hook\nYou fled from the scene, I was dumped in a can\nYou buried the hope but! You can’t kill the man\nWrung out, and torn to shreds\nHeartless the way you fled\nDiscarded — Left for dead\nWrung out, and torn to shreds\nHeartless the way you fled\nDark days that I now dread\nDiscarded — Left for dead\nAngelic sinner with heavenly eyes\nSadistical siren with covert sharp lies\nYou poisoned your prey long before I began\nYou buried the hope but! You can’t kill the man\nDemeaning white wench\nGouging wounds with black malice\nCastrating victims with hands cold, and calloused\nLobotomized zombies, past lovers — Your clan\nYou buried the hope but! You can’t kill the man\nWrung out, and torn to shreds\nHeartless the way you fled\nDiscarded — Left for dead\nWrung out, and torn to shreds\nHeartless the way you fled\nDark days that I now dread\nDiscarded — Left for dead\nCombative defensive rants\nFrom a mouth that’s oh! So soiled\nTumultuous days, and nights\nWhen your lies became our world\nAnd go figure you’d slip away\nWith near hardly a scratch\nDaddy’s little debutante\nRepulsive, rancid gash\nCare free, and thoughtless. Your new open road\nA filthy charred canvas disguised by the snow\nPoetic dissent for your new fucking scam\nYou buried the hope but! You can’t kill the man\nNew lease on life, I now thrive in the sun\nBroke free from your cage. And I re-learned to run\nUnleashing my wings with an infinite span\nThe blooming fresh dreams of this unbroken man\nWrung out, and torn to shreds\nHeartless the way you fled\nDiscarded — Left for dead\nWrung out, and torn to shreds\nHeartless the way you fled\nDark days that I now dread\nDiscarded — Left for dead