I hear voices that black out reality
For what i know can never set me free
From motel rooms a sea of red
The bodies keep my darkness fed
Hundreds and thousands of dead bodies lay
Mutilated and waiting to disintergrate
The swamps moan from all the voices
The disappearance is well known
I am nothing but a messed up being
A tool of murder
Wrecked and made for consumption
I'll have my way with torture
A lonely figure moves from blood soaked rooms
People confused and have no real clue
Internal war from within the brain
Can truly make you feel insane
A jealous man leads a murdered mother
Loses sight of the mutilated soul
Carved and sliced is what a psycho would do
Now they look like nothing but pathetic fools
I can see the sea of red through my hands
My mind is dead
Am I still myself
Or am I consumed in my head
Scared bodies I can still see
Defiled smiles from the sides they bleed
I leave my mark on the victims
Flesh
So that people know I am f**ed in the head
A world of hate and a world of sin
This is from all the anger coming from within
I take my victims to a dark corner
And hack at them with blunt uttensials
A dead man lay there
A worthless f**ing cadaver
I'm not insane
I just black out sometimes
I k**ed a man
No wait i swear it's all lies
I can see the sea of red through my hands
My mind is dead
Am I still myself
Or am I consumed in my head
Scared bodies I can still see
Defiled smiles from the sides they bleed
I leave my mark on the victims flesh
So that people know I am f**ed in the head
A world of hate and world of sin
This is from all the anger coming from within