Run
You're running on your bear toes
I spit on your father's grave
Your cunning artifice went fail
when I returned
This is the end of your days
immaculate
No matter how fast you run away
you cannot outrun your own
fucking shadow
I'm digging into the heart of soil
All the faults of yourself
disclose
My feeling for this is nothing
but pity for your vile cause
The fact you've done is now
taking it's tall
the price what you'll pay
that I will take
This is the end of your days
See what you made and bow
This is the end of your days
full of foul filth
full of foul filth
Run run run you fucking pig
Cry for your dead mama
No matter how fast you run away
you cannot outrun your shadow
Your shadow disappears
only in the shade
Pain now we share
We run together fucking forever
I smell death on your face
Your time's running out
but I'll stay with you