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As I scrutinize my inner self |
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I see what I really am |
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I understand that evil is a part of me |
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I don't know what to do |
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All my life it has been suppressed |
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Now I can't hold it back |
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Abrupt outbursts of rage keep confusing me |
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And I have lost control |
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I don't know why everything has been taken from me |
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There's nothing left but an utter loss of hope |
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Lingering behind my innocent facade |
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It feeds on my weakness |
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Heal me |
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The beast inside must be who I really am |
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It lies beneath my skin |
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Help me |
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As I look upon the changes |
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I see what I've become |
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But now I've learned to accept this new identity |
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And I know what I want |
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I understand the great joy of solitude |
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All my life I'll stay alone |
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A constant flow of pure rage delights me |
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Now I'm in control |
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Now I realize why everything is gone |
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I have unchained the beast that I am - and I've been born again |
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Traces of atrocity follow me |
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Chaos leads the way |
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Hate me |
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The beast inside must be who I really am |
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It lies beneath my skin |
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Fear me |
