When I was a baby I still saw it clearly. Designed a machine just to chop off your skull. Urged to destroy things I enjoy. Myself, those around me, the entire world. Who can be right with no one left to fight. Transformed to a monster that can't express anger. Unless I lay waste to the world around me. And viciously assaulting anyone, anything. Can't help but demolish everything I see.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.