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The Spirit Of Violence
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Suddenly you feel it, your senses gettin’ torn;
Adrenalin shooting, arteries seem to boil,
Nervous, angry, staring through a red lense,
Interior gladiator’s just slain your defense…
The root of all disgusting – the godfather of sin,
Meet me in the depths of mind
And let the game begin…
Assassinate your conscience – my turned apostate friend,
Incestuous brotherhood of souls,
Control me if you can…
The reborn me is threatening myself,
Can’t reach for where the slaughter dwells,
My guts are frozen – my blood’s like ice,
Interior gladiator spreading the cold inside…
Adrenalin shooting, arteries seem to boil,
Nervous, angry, staring through a red lense,
Interior gladiator’s just slain your defense…
The root of all disgusting – the godfather of sin,
Meet me in the depths of mind
And let the game begin…
Assassinate your conscience – my turned apostate friend,
Incestuous brotherhood of souls,
Control me if you can…
The reborn me is threatening myself,
Can’t reach for where the slaughter dwells,
My guts are frozen – my blood’s like ice,
Interior gladiator spreading the cold inside…