Knife thrust to the core I begin to feel again, my heart begins to race With every incision sending shivers down my spine I can taste the iron, the sweet stench of blood How I long to feast upon the marrow of my enemies
Like lambs unto the slaughter Not knowing what awaits Within this mausoleum Where countless have met their fates
Enter the theater You're a puppet on my strings My knives dance over flesh To reveal what lies beneath
Society calls me insane Objectively I must agree But such a hive of villainy Must be cleansed of its disease
Murder in the first degree The words fill me with ecstasy To be the nightmare free of the dream Is all I wish to be
With surgical precision I part the rib cage To nest my fingers amongst the guts And taste the porcelain skin
I find the solace in a world Wiped clean of the human filth A wretched disease upon the earth Watch the fuckers bleed
Enter the theater You're a puppet on my strings My knives dance over flesh To reveal what lies beneath
Society calls me insane Objectively I must agree But such a hive of villainy Must be cleansed of its disease
Murder in the first degree The words fill me with ecstasy To be the nightmare free of the dream Is all I wish to beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
