Crash, Kill, line up the Dead
Banish the voices from within my head
Smash, Wreck, rolling in Pain
Blood drenching me, drenching me like the rain
Pull, Tear, rip off the Scars
Injected delerium, embraced by the stars
Torn, Worn, spit out in Scorn
Witness in Hell on the night I was born
Broken, Beat, melted in Heat
Grab for the stumps that once were my feet
Hated, Jaded, body Mutilated
I picked up my eyes and saw my pupils dialated
Retching, Heaving, my senses are Leaving
No one cares and I’m not even grieving
Spin, Turn, I’m ready to Burn
The fires of the pit are all that I yearn
Crash, Kill, Line up the Dead
Silence these voices that scream in my head.