Violent Obsession
Take this knife and pierce my heart
into my soul and tear it apart
let it bleed and from the veins it spurts
out of the gaping wound and onto the floor
it's not out of loathing, hate, or depression
it's my thirst for blood, my violent obsession
(Chorus)
Plunge it in, twist the blade,
tear it out, the thirst won't fade
still alive i take the knife
with it now i steal your life
stab, slice, rip, set the blood free
"What have you done?" you scream it at me
You're looking for answers? Looking for reasons?
It's not that complex, the human race is in season.
Five of you dead, five million to go
I'm having such fun and I'll never slow
the hatred inside continues to build
all those before me, all must be killed
bathe in their blood, rip the flesh from their bones
no regard for human life, no mercy shown,
Violent obsession, no demonic possession
enjoying the massacre dwon to my core
with their blood i will cover, every inch of the floor
Copyright © Danny Haman | Year Posted 2015
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