Murderlust - Hatesphere
Taking matters into my own cold dead hands
Make everyone remember just how my story ends
No more surprises no more sudden change of heart
Just my need just my will to kill
Seem so seemless seem so grossly depraved
This lust for blood
Fear of failure fear of losing
Face have left me with
Nothing but a murderlust
All dead inside
The fears are eating me up
I have succumb to my deepest darkest drives
My heart is racing
My cold blood
Rushes to my head
My steady aim
Wants somebody dead
Seem so seemless seem so grossly depraved
This lust for blood
Fear of failure fear of losing face
Have left me with
Nothing but a murderlust
I've lost all faith in humanity
Depressed by the lack of compassion
Trust no longer has a meaning
Every man
For himself
I open fire
The shot is clean
I let my will be done seemless as it seems
Like there's no right way back
My bloody buddies gather around me
To wath my last kill
Seem so seemless seem so grossly depraved
This lust for blood
Fear of failure fear of losing
Face have left me with
Nothing but a murderlust