Every time I´m kicked to the ground
Broken bones and broken proud
People laughing with dark delight
Pushing mental suicide
My hate regains, the faces come
Urging every night to take
Revenge

Faces in my nightmares
Telling me to kill

My lungs
Are filled with burning air
I cannot stand these stares
Impregnated with hate and destruction

Faces
Reflected in my mind
Urging me to kill
Kill and mutilate to serve

My needs
To fulfill my delights
A mental suicide
To punish those who mocked with me

Faces in my nightmares
Telling me to kill
An axe in my hand held tight
To serve my revenge-will