| I want to kill you and share with you my pain. | |
| And if it thrills you | |
| I'll gladly kill again. | |
| I want to maim you. | |
| Your throat a bleeding well. | |
| And before your damned body's cold you're already in hell. | |
| This is my anger. | |
| My hurt and my hate. | |
| This is my f*cking despair. | |
| This is my inside. | |
| My thorn and my ache. | |
| This is my grind and my tare. | |
| I want to tie you up. | |
| Make you beg for release. | |
| I'll whip your body beyond sense. | |
| Cut you down piece by piece. | |
| I want to rape you. | |
| I'll leave you bleed in death. | |
| This is my lust and my distorted needs. | |
| This is my wrath and my pain. | |
| This is my kind. | |
| This is my creed. | |
| This is my body and brain. | |
| This is my anger. | |
| My hurt and my hate. | |
| This is my f*cking despair. | |
| This is my inside. | |
| Mt thorn and my ache. | |
| This is my grind and my tare. | |
| This is my lust and my distorted needs. | |
| This is my wrath and my pain. | |
| This is my kind. | |
| This is my creed. | |
| This is my body and brain. |