Death Of Enemies

You try to hold it in but the urge takes over
you lose your streak of being sober
I've lost my mind I've gon insane
Im ready to kill all who are inhumane

Slice your enemies make them bleed
Tourture until they begin to grieve
They'll beg and plead to be set free
Show the world the death of enemies

This pain is too much
you've lost your healing touch
the lost look in your eyes
like blood leaking from the skies
I want to help you so badly
yet you walk around sadly
your life is filled with misery
and misery loves its company

Slice your enemies make them bleed
Tourture until they begin to grieve
They'll beg and plead to be set free
Show the world the death of enemies.