Suffering of Innocence
I am whatever this madness will be
The monster spills forth foul death
death and decay fill my heart with glee
I am insane, full of hate for life
suicide still calls from a cold dark grave.
Heed the call, follow the song
this will be the end of time
this will be the end of mind
The hate burns a hole deep into my soul
the rage eats away the lining of my gut
the demons shall sing to me of sweet revenge
the worshippers of light shall feed my madness.
souls I steal, minds I waste
all of this just for a little taste.
A taste of life's blood, a taste of the lamb
To make me fully understand.
The end is near, the innocent shall suffer.
