Still working on the lyrics to these, I just wanted to get it posted before midnight so I can update it with full lyrics and a demo later.
Continues the Presumed Dead storyline I've been writing this FAWM.
The bastard left me with just enough organs to live
Probably sold the rest on the black market
Newly patched up and on a couple transplant lists
I am able to give the police their target
The painkillers can’t tarnish my concentration
I will see to it that he gets his condemnation
The police can’t believe the cruelty done unto me
They share my desire for justice for the brutality
They knock on his door, I observe from the car
I see his face clearly confused by what’s said
The cop gives a signal and I step onto the tar
His face turns paler than a body that’s dead