It boils down to
That I'm bored to tears
Bottom line is it ends right here
Shot yourself
Cried short changed save your breath
So say what you will
Scrape the bottom
I've had my fill
Sell yourself
You've sold out
Sent packing
By yourselfEntry
Into the empty
I have a tongue
Like a machete
So be readyI am
Evil on swift wings
That comes to punish all things
A whisper in a windstormSoul's mine
Cause you're at sick
Your sold down the river of Styx
Shot out and shut down
Just a total let down
Blood boils
Bored to tears
Bottom line is it ends right hereExit
Into the empty
I have a tongue
Like a machete
So be readyI am
Evil on swift wings
That comes to punish all things
A whisper in a windstorm
I am
Evil on swift wings
Echoes in the trees
Voices on the leaves
That carryGot swept up
God knows now
Got swept up and taken
I'm good as polished goldFor every reason
There's a season
Face up to the facts
Four by two I'm leaving you
Foul play
No longer fair play
It's just a reality
Four by two I'm leaving you
Face up to the facts
There's no last minute turning back
Figure the flag is down
And you're not holier than thouI am evil on swift wings
That comes to punish all things
A whisper in a windstorm
I am evil on swift wings
Echoes in the trees
Voices on the leaves
That carryI am evil
On swift wings
I am evil
Songwriters
JAMES BRADLEY FAFARA, COLIN MICHAEL SPREITZER, NEAL TIEMANNPublished by
Lyrics © Royalty Network,