Wrust God Of The Insane
The feeling of killing doesn’t go away
Temptation Sensation the thrill in release
Mourn for the dead soon to be forgotten
Renaming the new born by those who have perished
Something is wrong, nothing is right are we blind
Means of torture,
I am insane
You are insane
They are insane
All of us everyone
I am insane
You are insane
Who is to blame
