It's, it's coming out

I feel like killing you

Let loose the anger, held back too long

My blood runs cold

Through my anatomy, dwells another being

Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding

Brutality now becomes my appetite

Violence is now a way of life

The sledge my tool to torture

As it pounds down on your forehead

Eyes bulging from their sockets

With every swing of my mallet

I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in

through the cracks, blood does leak

distorted beauty, catastrophe

Steaming slop, splattered all over me

Lifeless body, slouching dead

Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head

Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust

You will never live again, soon your life will end

I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face

facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half

Crushing, cranial, contents

Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes

Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised

Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon

Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions

Suffer, and then you die

Torture, pulverized

At one with my sixth sense, I feel free

To kill as I please, no one can stop me

Created to kill, the carnage continues

Violently reshaping human facial tissue

Brutality becomes my appetite

Violence is now a way of life

The sledge my tool to torture

As it pounds down on your forehead