DESCRIPTION:
Mixed and mastered by Kevin Newland of Newland Recordings
Art and Video created by Dylan Gould
https://www.facebook.com/PRYBANDCT/
http://pry.bigcartel.com/

Lyrics:

Child's blood flows, ripped from the womb
Too young to tell, a life spent drowned in a flesh ridden cell
Conceived out of hate, it isn't hard to tell
Spawned from a distant, sadistic fuck
That swept my potential, under the rug

Death, it calls my name, step inside and play their game, call me a bigot call me heartless, I'll let you rip it out till it's beating lifeless, shame on me I'm beaten down again, rather burn my eyes out than fucking let you in, they tell me everyday I shouldn't have let you live, but that's what happens when you let voices win

The shadows call out to me, I'm played everyday with something I don't wanna be

Left stressed and crippled, I'm the enemy, insolent being, your safety is fleeting, don't let me catch you grasping for air, with my hands around your neck, I don't even care

And I'll watch the life drain from you, and I'll see it through

What would your mother think of what I've done to you?
What would your father say if he knew what I took from you?

Ben:
All they'll have is a picture of your face
They won't ever find a single trace.