Cross Thyself.

Cross Thyself; What Will You Do?

Lay you down on your deathbed, 

Hold that gun to your head, 

Look me in my blank eyes, 

One shot'll send you to the skies, 

Or to the depths of hell itself, 

But maybe hell is inside yourself, 

So I'm the devil in your mind, 

And you'll never meet another of my kind, 

I'm a real abomination, 

Got a demonic reputation, 

I'm a scientific experimentation, 

On how fucked a kid can get, 

I get high, drunk, just to forget, 

My parents both gave up on me, 

All my friends just let me be,

I was left alone, left to myself, 

When you see me cross thyself.  

I'm a beast, a monster, a freak,

So listen to me, hear me speak, 

I bring you news of Armageddon, 

All your hopes, goals, I'll deaden, 

All your dreams, I'll rip at the seams, 

I take pleasure in hearing your screams. 

But I'm a demon, a freak, a nightmare, 

So you come here, to my empty lair, 

Welcome to hell, Welcome to my home,

I say as I kick back in a chair of bone, 

When I ask you to stay, you better say no, 

Otherwise you could end up on show, 

Amongst these liars who made a deal, 

With me, Didn't think it was for real, 

Until I came to claim their dark souls, 

Didn't think I'd be at their controls, 

But I'm a monster, I've already told you, 

So when I ask you, what'll you do?