What a Why Time to Die

Ugh, ugh

Ugh-ugh-ugh-ugh-ugh-ugh

Punchin' my knuckles in the wall so they bleed

'Ringe is a demon the world doesn't need

Fuckin' it up once again 'fore I bleed

Scrapping myself, swear to God, I don't bleed

Seeking the seed, the new plea to the creed

Fuck makin' sense and this new industry

Y'all want a storm, well, go wait for the drop

Behemoth of angels, don't tell me to stop, ayy

What a why time to die

What a why time to die

What a why time to die

What a why time to die

What a why time to die

What a why time to die

What a why time to die

What a why time to die, ayy