, Hate I killed R.L. Wish I could do it over again I killed R.L. Trust me, I will piss on your grave Hate, Hate Tremendous pain is not enough This
What's the sensation, of a bull-fight show ? For pain and mutilation, sick people wanna go, Tradition, so they say, paid cruelty to me, Bloodshed, tears
a bleakly stained disgrace A cross between two worlds of liberty and hate Nothing is forgone, we'll never see the dawn Accept the consequence and kill
My mama gave me up when I was four years old She didn't destroy my body but she killed my soul Now it's cold 'cause I'm sleeping in my back seat Understand
felt no reason to carry on with my life Everything was wrong, nothing was right, at least that is what I thought Kids finding laughter at my expense They were killing
fucking Dorito. and I can't get him. and he's looking at me, and he'll still eat the Dorito. he's behind the fucking - i'm gonna fucking kill him. this
pain Moralistic suffering, despise thy soul Future wars, collected by the past A frenzied rape and cold blooded murder Substance of terror, killed by acceptation
kill Gratitude in my revenge Accept the fact Your suffering is all My vengeance never lacked What my vengeance never lacked Share my pleasure - feel my pain
will find me Time after time (only time will tell) If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting Time after time Kane: The ghetto's tryin to kill me
there wherever you stare I've been there longer than you care to remember Buried deep inside you Now you must step to accept all the past behind you Pain breeding pain
at him praying... 'forgive me!' but he could not answer at all she was gonna be killed by the mass of those riled now screaming and trying to stop all their pain
find a murderous beast and a bloodstain The government can kill all they want but they can't kill the pain The hurt they feel can't be cured by a lethal
of it Rip apart the works that grind the blind at will Pit them one on one until ther's none to kill Don't accept blatant disregard Overstepped my surroundings
fire Here the planes are coming Hear the soldiers running Killing on a scale to comprehend Why are we here In this place... here to kill Please God
The pain controls your anger that's inside Creating emotional suicide Your fits of rage killing love of the innocent Death is your final judgment
me But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me Strangely I'm no longer sad man or angry Shame-ably it pains me, feeling like this