I need help, I´ve lost control of my mind An evil dwelling that no doctor can find During lucid intervals I´m a normal man Than my mind snaps and I kill all I can My body shakes with hatred My stabs are unabating Im a modern day king Midas Instead of turning everyting to gold I turn everything to death My body shakes with hatred My stabs are unabating One can not negotiate with a violent man People have tried but they ended up in a trashcan Hacked up in dismemberment or simply sliced in two Thrown in the river or flushed down the loo I´m knee-deep in gore Bodies stack in wast piles Cut off hands, cut off feet Kneedeep in gore I´m knee-deep in severed hands Im standing in a pile of cut off bodyparts I´m knee-deep in severed feet Knee-deep in gore My body shakes with hatred My stabs are unabating Im a modern day king Midas Instead of turning everyting to gold I turn everything to death, to death