Bleeding tantrums from within

Satan pays me for my sins

Punishing thoughts in my soul another soul the demon holds

Menacing winds and sudden pain

Another skull for him to gain

Many years in hell spent

Too late, repent

I can see the demon

I can see death in your eyes

I can see the evil

I can see the hounds in the skies

I can see the anger

I can see the power you bare

I can see the smoke

From many deaths in the air

The burden of murder

A cold feeling from the depths

The perishing thoughts

As you take your last breath

King of the savages, conquer and ravage them

Slaves to the grave and the coffins that they're carried in

Destined for greatness

Cast in the snake pit, but none slither more than the ones I break bread with

Behead them, off their top at the jaw with the saw

Crowned in gore, a throne of war served by dead men

And they deceive us these bottom feeders that can't lead us

They still need us they try to bleed us they can't impede us

Skin is receeding

It's tearing and bleeding

My eyes are streaming

While you are pleading

Death has no meaning

Now, you're not breathing

Separated from my flesh my will is everlasting

If I had a soul to sell I'd sell it with no question

No need for a conscience there is nothing to regret

I could murder this entire planet, next day I'd forget