Pingere Nigrum

[Verse 1]

I see a red door, I want to paint it black
Like the darkness that surrounds you once your casket is latched
Fuck rap, what is whack, when you feel so dead inside
If I could tear out your insides, I'd feel a little pride
Hiding from the fact that everybody's out to get me
If you're trying not to die, pussy, I really wouldn't tempt me
Yes, I'm feeling empty and this Jaeger ain't talking back
Trying to cope with the fact that Garrett ain't coming back
Is Johnny really next? I swear I'll fucking kill you
Take one swing, and slice right through you
Through your eyes, I feel alive
Now that the reaper has arrived
Knowing where you're going, your soul's 'bout to fry
When you scream "God why?" it makes me laugh a little
Tickle you with my knife, then I drag it down the middle
Of your stomach, I'm like fuck it cut it, lunge it in your gullet
My obsession with death is whatever you call it