Silent Scythe - To Each His Own lyrics

Battered - Torn Apathetic scorn Tattered - Worn Wishing I was stillborn Broken nails scratch the face Until it bleeds the pain Breathing fear into the lungs Until I need the strain Confiscating, generating All the things you're forsaking Escalating, Elevating All the things I'm hating No redemption Hatered has grown I seek no pardon From this day: No mercy shown In the end: To each his own Ruptured - Crossed Emotion's holocaust Future - Lost No matter the cost Nervous hands touch the skin Refraining from the cold Left without, dead within Detain a broken soul Confiscating, generating All the things you're forsaking Escalating, Elevating All the things I'm hating No redemption Hatered has grown I seek no pardon From this day: No mercy shown In the end: To each his own You... cannot k** what's already dead When judgement comes: To each his own No redemption Hatered has grown I seek no pardon From this day: No mercy shown In the end: To each his own "In birth souls have no equal Inside good versus evil In life they're deceitful Lost amongst the people In d**h there is no sequal In d**h we're all equal"