Mine to Take

Ready for the grave That's how I leave them Useless rotting fucks My hate will overcome their pointless pathetic lives I hate who I kill I kill who I hate It's all the same Their lives are mine to take Bludgeon them Disfigure them Empty them Until there's nothing left But a broken useless bloody shell It's all the same Their lives are mine to take Pain is felt Wanting to unleash But it's known this force can't be stopped By the figures of life that surround me Wanting to hurt and pillage Absorbing the fear among Battling the boundaries That aren't to be crossed Crushed bone fragments Missing teeth Collapsed lungs Blood Oozing From every Lacerated skin disfigurement It's all the same Their lives are mine to take Feelings wanted to be shown But so entombed in their mausoleums of hurt Resurrection of such Shall bring violence That has been brewed for so long Feelings wanted to be shown But so entombed in their mausoleums of hurt Resurrection of such Shall bring violence That has been brewed for so long Grasping for reality Can be homicidal For some who feel That reality is a dream That should be shunned From others who feel It's theirs to live Grasping for reality Can be homicidal For some who feel That reality is a dream That should be shunned From others who feel It's theirs to live Skin draped from the walls The smell of decay Rapes your nose Bone framed furniture Clutters the room The floor is You are in my trap Blood stained red Yours will match the rest at your feet Heart begins to thump Mine to take The urge to leave is overcome By the sights of death and torture For the mind is very curious Of the pain and deliverance Of such