in my head... the comes again and the voices compel me to hunt ...to the unthinkable... ...commit the unspeakable...
I wait for the dark, weapons at my talons of demons from you can't hide I look for prey as the night is I smell their scent, their is calling
beyond all morality insanity I plunge my knife in you again and torture your corpse before it's I seek to devour your life and
if you want no-one will hear you all your tears will not save life your dying body be mine to use I cut out your weakness my knife
through my blood shifts a hate I resist take my vengeance on your corpse I celebrate death, (your) life extinguished horror hail!
'kill for me, just for me' every dark corner seems to know my the voices grow louder in infamy your fear is my pleasure, death is just a
all morality...
shall I your funeral? cast petals your soft white breasts? to amongst the dying blood all the rest, like all the rest...
the of the night shall be your requiem be only one mourner at your funeral ...I celebrate death... ...as I lay you to rest...
the blood on my hands is a sign of I am not a beast, I am a god! rape your soul like your virginity judgement be done...
is what I give, I need to live to laugh at despair, to smile at rejoice, I leave you no other I have death's face, the devils