I’m here,
in the middle of nowhere,
it seems like I go all,
I got everything but love.
I love death,
I love revenge,
I have desires for your blood,
and its gonna be mine.
You gave me hatred,
that feeling goes back to you.
Because everything I feel
is hatred and love.
You kicked me.
You made fun of me.
You got me hurt.
You felt superior, like a king.
But now,
who’s the king?
You laughed.
But I will laugh even more.
Now I thank you.
Thank you for hating me.
‘Cause now,
I hate you more.
Death,
death makes me feel.
I feel alive
when I see you die.
I see your head,
knocking down the floor.
The blood streakes everywhere.
So tasty into my lips.
And now that you’re dead,
now who’s laughing?
Now who’s suffering?
Now who’s powerful?
And when the bullet goes through,
then out of my brain.
My concious is gone.
And now I’m dead.
Now that I’m dead.
Now I feel more alive.
Now I desire your blood more.
Now I hate you more and more –and more.