The Vice of Killing
Bad menace, bloody taste
Hold him with a vicelike grip
Disordered life, a rabid dog
Blinded by deceit
Abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
Immaculate beauties, just a kind of blasphemy
And everything that moves is all the energy for him
The vice of killing
His soul was crippled in the past
The vice of killing
No therapy, will never last
Unsolicited, change of heart
Inspired by the gloomy legends
Hemorrhage, pouring out
Just an absurd gadget
Concentrated, hungry thoughts
Malevolence incurably fused
Terrified 'cause the truth
Infested with immoral abuse
Abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
Immaculate beauties, just a kind of blasphemy
And everything that moves is all the energy for him
The vice of killing
His soul was crippled in the past
The vice of killing
No therapy, will never last
Dreadful pain, passed away
Just watching for another game
Segregated from normality
Psychotic morbid brain
Mischievous greeds, strange desire
Craving for the victim's wine
Feasting on their despair
Unheard screams adorn his evil shrine
Abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
Immaculate beauties, just a kind of blasphemy
And everything that moves is all the energy for him
The vice of killing
His soul was crippled in the past
The vice of killing
No therapy, will never last
The vice of killing
His soul was crippled in the past
The vice of killing
No therapy, will never last
Hold him with a vicelike grip
Disordered life, a rabid dog
Blinded by deceit
Abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
Immaculate beauties, just a kind of blasphemy
And everything that moves is all the energy for him
The vice of killing
His soul was crippled in the past
The vice of killing
No therapy, will never last
Unsolicited, change of heart
Inspired by the gloomy legends
Hemorrhage, pouring out
Just an absurd gadget
Concentrated, hungry thoughts
Malevolence incurably fused
Terrified 'cause the truth
Infested with immoral abuse
Abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
Immaculate beauties, just a kind of blasphemy
And everything that moves is all the energy for him
The vice of killing
His soul was crippled in the past
The vice of killing
No therapy, will never last
Dreadful pain, passed away
Just watching for another game
Segregated from normality
Psychotic morbid brain
Mischievous greeds, strange desire
Craving for the victim's wine
Feasting on their despair
Unheard screams adorn his evil shrine
Abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
Immaculate beauties, just a kind of blasphemy
And everything that moves is all the energy for him
The vice of killing
His soul was crippled in the past
The vice of killing
No therapy, will never last
The vice of killing
His soul was crippled in the past
The vice of killing
No therapy, will never last
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Writer(s): Thomas Such
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