His

lands-

cape

has

been

scorned

with

death

Once

a

ci-

ty

now

laid

to

ash

A

de-

cay-

ing

fa-

ther

Has

left

his

bas-

tard

son

With

ad-

dic-

tions

by

his

side

Chased

a-

way,

con-

sumed

from

his

fi-

xa-

tions

This

man's

life

went

down

in

flames

Chased

a-

way

from

what

he's

crea-

ted

His

hun-

ger

grows

There

is

no

end

to

this

life

fi-

xa-

tions

Dear

fat-

her,

I'll

be

wai-

ting,

saved

you

a

seat

in

hell

There

is

no

end

to

this

life

life

are

fi-

xa-

tions

Dear

fat-

her,

I'll

be,

saved

you

a

seat

in

hell

He

will

re-

main

a

wal-

king

corpse

As

his

legs

will

move

for-

ward

Ad-

dic-

tions

itch

at

his

throat

on-

ly

to

crave

More

of

the

blood

he

seeks

For

this

man

on-

ly

thirst

for

blood

The

blood

of

his

child

This

man

on-

ly

thirst

for

blood

The

blood

of

his

child

For

this

man

on-

ly

thirst

for

the

blood

The

blood

of

his

child

For

this

man

on-

ly

thirst

for

the

blood

The

blood

of

his

child

The

blood

of

his

Knee

deep

blood

of

his

bas-

tard

son

His

life

with

ad-

dic-

tions

stay

by

his

side

His

life

with

ad-

dic-

tions

stay

by

his

side

When

bu-

ried

his

tomb

will

breathe

His

hands

will

rise

from

his

shal-

low

grave

Beg-

ging

on-

ly

for

sleep

Dear

fa-

ther,

I'll

be

wai-

ting

Saved

you

a

seat

in

hell

Dear

fa-

ther,

I'll

be

wai-

ting

I’ve

saved

you

seat

in

hell

He

stands

knee

deep

In

the

blood

of

his

bas-

tard

son

He

stands

knee

deep

In

the

blood

of

his

bas-

tard

son