Being this ripper of humanity a shredder
Of blood with a dead conscience
I live each day like a new-born
Through my dead, lacerated victims
My time will also come
Yet I carry on with my blood, my hunger, my hate
A bringer of death, so I have come into this world
An angel, but without wings a hunger for blood awake
I have come you will die
Crush your face bring you down
Why do they come to me
Why wouldn't I let them die?
They would beg me on their knees
Why wouldn't you let me die I live to kill
What is your blood for if not for shredding
Come to me I create your death
Your open sores drool deeply burned
Into your soul I live to kill, my bond to the dead
I was ripping your humanity
Each stroke of my blade running through
Your life full of pain and degradation
Why do you still want to live why do you still want to live?
