Hatred is his inner world, And being sober – minded, He can't let out, The beast that east him from inside And if ones put in the key the right keyhole You'll see the truth That hides within his soul It cries 'hill a man or die' He is reserved and nobody knows, What's on his mind, Distrait from reality – The beast will show up It rules master's body It speaks in his voice Death and destruction are spread with hands It's reborn and becomes the machine for death Aggression should be allowed to let go From the depth of consciousness He was abased in childhood And wasn't recognized by anyone at all To prove himself and others That he surpasses the world His hatred Is just – the vengeance for himself He blames others, he sentences them to death, Perverting in the ways of torments And this is not for entertainment, But for quenching the intense ache inside of him, As amorality tortures him and he has no courage To admit himself mad And he won't surrender to the aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
