One to achieve the goals my soul demands The carnage sick and twisted, is at hand
strikes, in a matter of seconds another taken life Feeding on fear, no reason nothing is clear Nightmares now real, the final months Pleasure so reigns, the victim, a trophy of These games Disposal? No need, for all others a card to see A deranged, no one plans on losing their life this way Blood on my blade, by the lives my trucidations
The power that instills, dissipation of the Flowing through my veins, the controlling of my
Adrenaline flows, lurking in the night until my draws close, under Restraint, now in my there is no escape Slicing the throat, to stop the screams on their they will choke To victimize, death rattle marks the of this life
One existence to the goals my soul demands The carnage sick and twisted, death is at hand, the That instills, dissipation of the kill, flowing my veins, The of my ways
Tragedy strikes, in a matter of seconds another taken Feeding on fear, no given nothing is clear Nightmares now real, embrace the moments Pleasure so Lunacy reigns, the victim, a trophy of these games No need, for all others a calling card to see A mind deranged, no one plans on losing lives these ways Stained by life from my Blood in my veins, I am by these trucidations