Vanity by Corpse

In hardships faught you push through all of it.
And passed the test that you could never quit.
Now your lying in amusement.
Smell the dying for a new scent.
In tides you've create now your own.

In success you pile on all the shit.
You laugh cause your better than all of it.
Now your trying to hold back.
Now defying your own lack.
You cuddle up in your disgrace.

It's your oddity.
It's heredity.
To immense to see.
All your vanity.

Cut the tape that holds the bounds of all men.
Leeching off the people poor who can't fend.
Now your prying to your end.
Seperating from all men.
Now your vying to go straight to Hell.

Reach the bounds from rules that you can now bend.
No consequences for you to descend.
Now your crying cause you surrend.
You pay them but they wont defend.
Now wallow in your own creation forever.

Because.

It's your oddity.
It's heredity.
To immense to see.
All of your vanity.

It's your oddity.
It's heredity.
To immense to see.
All of your vanity.

Loose your sanity.
Vow for anity.
To consent for thee.
All of your vanity.

Vanity.

(To C.J.)