Mind of the tormented, twisted arcane Born from the black bowels of =
hate
Psychotic cringe, from any light of good The sight of blood is only =
understood
Piercing the body to release the life Another soul to steal, =
stalking in the night
Feel the wrath of a soul wired to the core of pure power
Power sent to crush, mean to destroy and dismantle
Wielding tools of demise set to conquer lives, Total retribution
No lives are spared, his goal, his hate
His hate, this hates, his hate
IT HATES!
The seething feeling writhes from inside Now you taste the corners =
of it's mind
It's acrid bile clutches at your throat Rips you open, achieving =
attack mode
MURDER, MURDER, MURDER, MURDER!
Your body is not your own, subconscious overthrown
Corpse still warm lying still Another body bag to fill
Slaughter of innocence Die motherfucker!
Blood upon his blade, set fourth to annihilate
Crushing life and limb to dust Never enough to fulfill his =
bloodlust
Random kill of chance, victim of innocence Can not be silenced =
Instinct to murder
Tasting the power to destroy Any means of deceasement, stand =
employed
Contact of steel into warm flesh Crimes of the mind to fully =
infest
Take full credit for the kill
Urge again burns inside, result is homicidal
MURDER, MURDER, MURDER, MURDER!
The entity must slay to survive
Feel no remorse, has no conscious for it's crimes
Legacy to kill until the end of time!