Consider this a confession

There's sulfur on my breath

Bring me death.

I can feel the hate

Running straight through my veins

My nerves are wearing thin

Like a fine chardonnay.

I can feel the hate

I live a life of pain

No one is safe.

I've killed before and I liked it

Didn't you hear what I said?

I've killed before and I liked it

Don't you dare tell me it's in my head.

Do you like huey lewis and the news?

"Hey paul!"

Something is happening

I need blood to fill my needs

I tried to tell you

But you didn't listen

I'm into murders and executions.

I can feel the hate

I live a life of pain

Bring me death.