The Writing's on the Wall Lyrics

Waiting for dinner conversations
To turn into a slaughtering affair
So we begin, waiting for the massacre
To hit you in the head, so we begin
Our tongue breaking degradation set to please

But if you think we'd degrade ourselves
Then you've clearly been had
When "death and destruction"
Is the only measure of our state of content

Our tongue breaking degradation set to please

Holding on to something real by an arms length
It ain't over 'til the writing's on the wall

These will be the final words, may you choke on them