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You're up on your feet again
Now you're down on your knees again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again

I understand that evil thoughts are part of human nature
The monsters in my head have supplanted my creator
There's nothing human about the things I'm thinking now
My nature's boiling over with paying my sacred vow

I can't control the beast that is my anger
It's fangs will drip red, when I explode

Rozencrantz and Guildenstern are in my head and screaming
They're telling me that murder's easy wake up from your dreaming
Bring forth unto this rotting world an evil unforеtold
My blood began to boil
My heart becamе ice cold

I can't control the beast that is my anger
It burned all my bridges long ago
It's hunger grows with every passing hour, devouring my pity now
Strychnine is the nectar of this flower

Now you will see all the anger in me
A curse will be upon my name
There's no room in my heart for forgiveness now
There's only room for rage!

Society has got no place for monsters such as me
A killer's not the kind of thing a child grows up to be
Now my innocence is dead and my faith has been destroyed
Now I drift in pain through the endless tumbling void

I can't control the beast that is my anger
It's fangs will drip red, when I explode

Now you will see all the anger in me
A curse will be upon my name
There's no room in my heart for forgiveness now
There's only room for rage! (You're up on your feet again. Now you're down on your knees again)

You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're down on your knees again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're down on your knees again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're down on your knees again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're down on your knees again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again

Faithless christian, pointless pagan, life without direction
At last I've found religion through my hate and disaffection
Death will be my God, blood and fear will be my passion
Bow your head and grieve, when I take my righteous action
I weep when I consider all the crimes I'll be committing
Manson will be jealous of the lives I'll be omitting
I was never human to begin with; I'm a freak
Look into your mirror, you'll be staring right at me!

Now you will see all the anger in me
A curse will be upon my name
There's no room in my heart for forgiveness now
There's only room for rage! (You're up on your feet again. Now you're down on your knees again)
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're down on your knees again. (Only room for rage!)
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're down on your knees again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again. (Only room for rage!)
You're up on your feet again
Now you're down on your knees again
You're up on your feet again
Now you're flat on your back again

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