Judicial Slime Testo

Taste me, you made me what I am,

Mind polluting, worthless fuck.

Am I the mental feast, bruised and scarred, the underdog

A pawn within a losers game, my strength will grow upon your fear.

Slime, in time you❝ll face your end line, judge me not before

Yourself.

Breed, take my pride - that❝s all you can.

Hatred surges burning...


-burning me -


Feed, for what atonement do you seek?

Your dying grasp of loyalty...


-breaks like brittle bones -


Forgotten past, I stand condemned,

For I am more powerful than you❝d imagine.