Confessions Of A Madman

by Wishmaster   Dec 9, 2008


I want to hurt
All these people, I do hate
Why won't they take me?
Why do they forsake me?
Can they hear my cries?
But it is no matter
I will run like a total diaster
The people will run
Run across the land
When they hear my name
They will scream into the night
There is nothing that they can do
There is nothing that they can do
I must hunt
I must kill
They must pay

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