Apathy raised upon childhood, social skills erased
automaticly blocking of any contact, eomtions numbed
the anger grows within me...
i'm a walking human time bomb
adrenaline thrusting in my blood flow,
morals collapse... barriers fade as i take control...
With the first blow of the hammer, my mind's unblocked
feelings i only dreamt of having, a psychic extacy
murder becoming my sole comfort, regressed for so long
your body, my canvas of exploration, my playground of pus
Becoming, a self made god, a tool moulded by society
a - a nemesis of man, the emotions of which i'm fuelled
result of social abuse, murder takes control
Another death ensued, another asshole entombed
[leads: bart]
With the first blow of the hammer, my mind's unblocked
feelings i only dreamt of having, a psychic extacy
murder becoming my sole comfort, regressed for so long
your body, my canvas of exploration, my playground of pus
again i hack.