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.
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