BRUHMANEGOD - My obituary

{verse 1}

Here i stand with both these hands
To lay my head in as a broken man
As my wife and my child condemned
And i step over corpses of my friends
Give it all to protect the land upon, and the schemes be the man as they land
And you spit in my fucking face and treat my sacrifice as a fucking disgrace
I don't give a fuck who i displace, there is no sign of respite inside these chains
Birds are preyed on the head as i lie awake, no affеction alive can revive thе tears
In my head on a stake, if i resign today, there is no point to pray if i can die in vain
There is no right or wrong inside my idol brain as the explosives take just like a tidal wave

{chorus}

Cause i ain't never coming home, i ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming home, no i never coming back
No tomorrow for the strong, we ain't never making it home
We ain't never making it back
And now my family face the fact that i never coming home
No i ain't never coming back
No i ain't never coming home, i ain't never coming back, we ain't never making it home, we ain't never making it back