Beyond The Realms Of Reason

Driven by hatred, repulsion boils up

Direct it towards the plague of the earth

The need for the massacre has fully set in

The rotten part is in control, enthralled by disgust

Time to take the next step, what rules should apply?

Time to find a new prey, will I be able to decide?

The hunt has commenced

Seeking out my prey

Hiding in the back. Lurking in the dark

Keeping out of sight. Pot a victim soon

Closing in on it. Sneaking up on her

Feels me coming near. Panic's setting in

Heart is beating fast. Rigid from the fright

Kick her down, shut her up, drag her to my nest

By the time she wakes up everything is dark

Strapped down hard to a chair in a filthy cell

She's fighting violently, screaming profanities,

cursing at my name, irritate my mind

Getting on my nerves, spitting in my face

Makes me burst out with hysteric madness

She will die

By my blade. Take her life. Strike her down. Make her bleed

Hit her hard. Force her down. On her knees. Make her plead

Weeping, crying, moaning, screaming, begging for her life

Break her bones. Hear them snap. See her pain. Make me laugh

Cut some more. See the flesh. Blood is shed. Filthy whore

Fighting, spitting, twitching, struggling, trying to get free

This is not enough, not enough to please, not enough for me

Must increase the dose of this brutality to satisfy my needs

The bitch is screaming in excessive pain

Begging for forgiveness in hope to save her soul

The desperate look of trepidation fuels my hate

Builds up my need to aggravate her situation

Grab a sharpened knife, cutting off her heel, unable to walk

Loosing all the ropes, she falls to the floor

Now she starts to crawl, trying to escape

Laughing at this whore, bleeding on the floor, reaching for the door

With a kick to her face, I stop her lame attempt

She regurgitates, choking on her blood

By my blade. Take her life. Strike her down. Make her bleed

Hit her hard. Force her down. On her knees. Make her plead

Weeping, crying, moaning, screaming, begging for her life

Break her bones. Hear them snap. See her pain. Make me laugh

Cut some more. See the flesh. Blood is shed. Filthy whore

Fighting, spitting, twitching, struggling, trying to get free

The glimpse in her eyes has now disappeared, she has given up

No struggle, no noise, no movement, no spark,

no will to live on

Suddenly all this behaviour seems insane

What am I doing? Hesitates

A suddenweep brings me back

Fuck this bitch, she will die