Product Of Society

Lost mind looking for something

To fill that empty space

Glaring at you so coldly

But yet he has no face

Driven to mindless murder

By a world that's so cold

Product of our society

Packaged and ready to be sold

Subconsciously sadistic

To live he has to maim

His bloodsheds will continue

As long as the world's there to blame!

He awakens every single night

With a burning urge he needs to fill

Nothing to suppress the need

Nothing that will give him such a thrill

So every night he'll lose all grip

Guess he has no will

Destroying life's his destiny

He was born to kill

It's true you can't deny it

We live in a peaceless place

Here he comes stand still and ready

Or he'll rip off your face

Subconsciously sadistic

To live he has to maim

His bloodsheds will continue

As long as the world's there to blame!

So every night he'll lose all grip

Guess he has no will

Destroying life's his destiny

He was born to kill

To kill!!!