Voice Of Hate - Hollow Point lyrics

Devious secret acts The blood silent on hands Precious enhancement of sickened sense Expands and contracts My routine The natural act of my lust Misanthropy eclipsed by dark days of self-hates The social strain and all the scum we are makes me hate myself Expunged humanity as roaming predator Leading the dephts of shadows Shining hard on repulsive action Ethical violation, murder the morality Shining instruments in the orchestra of d**h Screams my agonized symphony In the machines of night and psychical space For random bodies fall on my blade My secret desire I will lead Thoughts sharp as a machete Reality is now lost Evil is born My acts of horror separated from morality All around faceless beings on which I force myself A dance of aggression accepted into the fold With my rotting collection of d**h My wrath and internal hatred drives me The Brood await, my deadly wrath