From the recording Reaper's Playground
Album artwork by Joel Bagley. Recorded and produced by the Varakas Group.
Thomas Cook, drums
Dan Dulany, guitar & lyrics
Dave, lead
Justin Crisp , bass
Mike Landers, vocals & lyrics
Lyrics
Iron Bar
You walk this Earth with no regard for the child you left behind
You live your life so selfishly
Ignoring your child's pleading screaming
Night after night, day after day
I see the pain that you cultivate
In the dark I hear her pray for mother's love to come one day
You're worthless
Who do you think you are
You're just a useless piece of shit
Who do you think you are
You're just a waste of oxygen
You're worthless that's what you are
You're not even worth a shit
That's what you are
You're just a waste of human skin, now die
The years fly by as her heart grows hard
Years grind by as time goes on
Now she sit's so silently
No longer will she beg and plead
Mother is the word for love on the lips and hearts of all children
Now that word brings only pain
She only wants it to all go away
You're worthless
Who do you think you are
You're just a useless piece of shit
Who do you think you are
You're just a waste of oxygen
You're worthless that's what you are
You're not even worth a shit
That's what you are
You're just a pile of excrement, now die
Now as you sit on your deathbed she couldn't even care any less
As you feel death's icy grip your final wish is forgiveness
But this will not come to pass
It's payment for your selfishness
You're going to reap what you have sown
You're going to lay there and die all alone
You're worthless
Who do you think you are
You're just a useless piece of shit
Who do you think you are
You're just a waste of oxygen
You're worthless that's what you are
You're not even worth a fuck
That's what you are
You're just a waste of human skin, now die
Die, Die
Go ahead and die a little
Die, Die