The Four Seasons In Misery

My soul swims in a sea of blood. Addicted to violence and death. Razors dragging through my pallid flesh, cutting out the worms that crawl in and out of my skin. A numb sense of pain to awaken the dark side of myself. Loading up the syringe and shooting up caustic soda, burning sensation fills my body to ignite my rage. Killing, they had to die, the weak flesh that inhabit this sewer that is called a planet. Madness that is cocooned in self hatred. Pull the trigger as bile explodes out of my mouth.

Caught between heaven and hell, chloroform soaked dreams
Living a total nightmare, blood soaked torture chamber
Heaven is watching a life slip into the abyss of death
Hell is hearing the tormented souls cry for revenge

I am programmed to take your life
Yield your life, slow demise, chaos is my creation
Fallen bodies left behind, soul collecting with each death

The four seasons of misery
Torturing myself I can’t go on
Even in my death depression lasts
My soul is poisoned with this disease

Orgasm and death are the same to an insane mind
Recalling all of my activities so I must be sane

I am programmed to take your life
Yield your soul, slow demise
Mass destruction, de-population
My hate will die when nothing remains

I am programmed to take your life
Yield your soul, slow demise

In the midst of human filth, Ravenous, I rearrange the parts
Altars of dead human flesh, trophies for my god-like shrine
Sickened by my depravity, yet drawn like a moth to a flame
The rage inside of me was far beyond control
Eyes bloodshot from strangulation, stab wounds too deep to heal
The body is clay to sculpture methods for my cruelty
Die like the rest !!!
Post mortem injuries, internal organs damaged beyond repair
Die like the rest, Die !!!!!
Vivid and bloodsoaked are my nightmares.

Post killing depression, Need to murder is prescribed

The four seasons of misery
Torturing myself I can’t go on
Even in my death depression lasts
My soul is poisoned with this disease