deep inside but still alive a will to kill a will to destroy the flame still burns and my lust returns a will to afflict my mind to distress sparing you is not my volition sparing you is not my aim sparing you is not my volition sparing you is not my aim my scorn in current against all of you my hated fiends our world needs to be cleaned the wrath in me grows my inner storm blows it's hard to control you stupid asshole