Mutilarium

Dark Mind

Mutilarium


He gets inspire in pain 
His passion make you suffer 
He stalks his victim 
To see them die 

With the dark heart 
He moves in the darkness 
Searching for a prey 
That calms his anxiety 

To see blood spilled 
Is his only obsession 
With the dark mind 
He walks among us 
In this society 
A soulless being 
Thirst of blood 

With the dark heart 
He moves in the darkness 
Searching for a prey 
The calms his anxiety 

A soulless being 
Thirst of blood 
His obsession 
The darkness 

Thirst of blood 
Hunger for death.