The Urges

I can feel it slipping
The blood coursing
Through my veins
Now It has returned
The grasp of deaths hand
My needle in somebody's neck
I can't control them
They've consumed me for so long
Everyday i long to set them free
I dont control them
They control me
I dont contain them
I let them roam free

Locked beneath my normal persona
Locked tight behind that mask
Fuck i need them
Just as much as they need me
Symbiosis in the darkest sense

A mental parasite with a hospitable host
I feed it every chance I get
Feeding it and feeding it but its never done consuming
An endless spiral of hunt, kill, and repeat

Hunt kill and repeat

My dark passenger, calling all the shots
A back seat driver with a gun pressed to my skull
I'm always sloping ever downwards to 6 by 12 foot hole

Can you feel it calling?
To the souls of the unworthy men
Murderous monstrous malignant
Scabs on the knee of the good man
It has summoned me to neatly
Send their corpses to the depths of the deep dark blue

I can hear it calling
Ever longing
Rushing me to plan my next move
It has been a while
Since i have killed
These urges pushing at the back of my brain

I can't hold it back any longree

Now its time you die you worthless piece of filth
I've done all the research and you're worthy of this kill
I've followed you into your home
And lock the door tightly behind me

Hunt kill and repeat

My dark passenger, calling all the shots
A back seat driver with a gun pressed to my skull
I'm always sloping ever downwards to 6 by 12 foot hole

There's no sense in confessing your sins now
I'm not sorry



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