Murder Fantasies

A mind consumed with anger From the womb I was insane I cannot help but hate you now Can't breathe cannot think straight Like a wounded beast I long for your death A vision of you dying is forming in my head I look down on the things you stand for a believe I crave control of subjects I will take you to the final extreme I want to kill you Take away your life In torture as you die I want to kill you Your death I want to feel Create your corpse in murder fantasies Feel me coming closer Eyes all filled with tears As long as you don't fade away The pain won't disappear Nothing will be left of your repulsive world I'll take you to a place where your cries Cannot be heard My laughter, like salt, I pour into your wounds Hysteric screams of pleasure An abstract violent soundtrack to your doom I want to kill you Take away your life In torture as you die I want to kill you Your death I want to feel Create your corpse in murder fantasies Just you and me now the ritual begins There will be no emotion just cold-blooded killing When you least expect it I'll stand before you Don't try to escape for today My fantasy comes true I want to kill you, I want to kill you, I want to kill you I'll make you suffer I'll make you scream I will be known as dispose the supreme Inhale from those I despise Expandable, taker of life Caress the blade, I lay waste Erased! --- Murder Fantasies - Kreator