Sycophant Video (MV)

All men shall rise and fall in the passing of time
Where will you stand when deaths hand comes forth
Will you wallow in the guilt built within yourself
Or will you smile at the fact that your job here's done
Now you may rest your head for eternity in peace
Mediocrity flows deep within your veins and the fact is that if you were to die today
You'd be a fool if you thought just for a second that your name lives on past you

You've been so worthless in this brief time where pain is fleeting
As is the memories of you
The last mentions of your name will be held in disdain
In those bitter breaths you are forgotten
You are a parasite feeding off of better lives
Sapping from anyone who cared
You deserve no peace, no rest, just pain
Putrid soul, so pitiful
Hell has made room for you