Underground_Network
January 1st, 2009, 09:24 PM
Murderous rage inside of us all
Dagger to heart,
Bullet to the brain,
We've all got something
That we don't wanna say.
We all have inside us
The urge to destroy those
That we deem unworthy
That we deem imperfect.
We all want to kill
We all want to hurt
Be it for joy or revenge
Or for redeeming ourselves...
Murderous rage inside of us all
Serrated knife to the throat
Metal pipe to the skull
We've all got something
That we don't wanna say.
Our neighbors,
Our daughters,
Our teachers,
Our preachers,
Our devils and angels...
We all want someone
To die a painful death
We want to bring them
What we see that they
Rightfully deserve.
Murderous rage inside of us all
A punch to the face,
A continuous beating
We've all got something
That nobody should hear.
We all want to see
Someone bleed out.
We all want to create
Havoc, pain, misery.
We all have it in us
Humans can do this
To other humans
Without second thoughts
Without regret or remorse.
A murderous rage inside of us all
We all want to kill
We all want to ravage
To be angry savages
Destroying imperfection.
We kill for lust
We kill for pain
We kill to live
We kill to stay sane.
We kill for revenge
We kill just for fun
We kill cause we can
We kill with our left
And our right hands.
We murder with pipes
We murder with knives
We murder with swords,
Our own hands and even guns.
We sometimes use explosives
We sometimes do not know it
But we will do it
We will destroy
Another human life...
For personal benefit,
Out of passion and rage
For acceptance or approval
For better or worse reasoning.
Murderous rage inside of us all
It's hard to believe
Sanity has a clause...
In the fine print it reads,
"It's easy to lose me."
Dagger to heart,
Bullet to the brain,
We've all got something
That we don't wanna say.
We all have inside us
The urge to destroy those
That we deem unworthy
That we deem imperfect.
We all want to kill
We all want to hurt
Be it for joy or revenge
Or for redeeming ourselves...
Murderous rage inside of us all
Serrated knife to the throat
Metal pipe to the skull
We've all got something
That we don't wanna say.
Our neighbors,
Our daughters,
Our teachers,
Our preachers,
Our devils and angels...
We all want someone
To die a painful death
We want to bring them
What we see that they
Rightfully deserve.
Murderous rage inside of us all
A punch to the face,
A continuous beating
We've all got something
That nobody should hear.
We all want to see
Someone bleed out.
We all want to create
Havoc, pain, misery.
We all have it in us
Humans can do this
To other humans
Without second thoughts
Without regret or remorse.
A murderous rage inside of us all
We all want to kill
We all want to ravage
To be angry savages
Destroying imperfection.
We kill for lust
We kill for pain
We kill to live
We kill to stay sane.
We kill for revenge
We kill just for fun
We kill cause we can
We kill with our left
And our right hands.
We murder with pipes
We murder with knives
We murder with swords,
Our own hands and even guns.
We sometimes use explosives
We sometimes do not know it
But we will do it
We will destroy
Another human life...
For personal benefit,
Out of passion and rage
For acceptance or approval
For better or worse reasoning.
Murderous rage inside of us all
It's hard to believe
Sanity has a clause...
In the fine print it reads,
"It's easy to lose me."