God Like Feeling
I must fit into this system
My way of life: routine
Greed and lust are my only passions
A pent up killing machine
I can feel the rush, I crave it so
You can run but there's nowhere you can go
I need to feel the blood run down my face
Oh god, I love the thrill
The art of the kill
Past the point of assistance
I'm far too gone for regret
My nightly bloodlust floods my days
I'm over consumed by it
I need to make you suffer
I long to hear you scream
This sweet sadistic power trip
A god-like feeling
Cry, my little child
In my hands I hold you life
You say you don't wanna die
It gets me off everytime
Slowly slipping further
Psychosexual exploitation, then murder
Infatuated with my inner exploration
I like to dissect girls
Did you know I'm utterly insane?
Oh well, never mind
To my place for an axe to the face
Oh god I love the thrill
The art of the kill
Past the point of assistance
I'm far too gone for regret
My nightly bloodlust floods my days
I'm over consumed by it
I need to make you suffer
I long to hear you scream
This sweet sadistic power trip
A god-like feeling
Cry, my little child
In my hands I hold you life
You say you don't wanna die
And it gets me off everytime
How long can the madness continue?
I'm dull and full of worry
Narcissism made a master of me
Stop sounding so sad jean
I just had to go on a killing spree
Past the point of assistance
I'm far too gone for regret
My nightly bloodlust floods my days
I'm over consumed by it
I need to make you suffer
I long to hear you scream
This sweet sadistic power trip
A god-like feeling
There are no barriers to cross
Gain no knowledge of myself
No more barriers to cross
Gain no knowledge of myself
Knowledge of myself
Knowledge of my self
My way of life: routine
Greed and lust are my only passions
A pent up killing machine
I can feel the rush, I crave it so
You can run but there's nowhere you can go
I need to feel the blood run down my face
Oh god, I love the thrill
The art of the kill
Past the point of assistance
I'm far too gone for regret
My nightly bloodlust floods my days
I'm over consumed by it
I need to make you suffer
I long to hear you scream
This sweet sadistic power trip
A god-like feeling
Cry, my little child
In my hands I hold you life
You say you don't wanna die
It gets me off everytime
Slowly slipping further
Psychosexual exploitation, then murder
Infatuated with my inner exploration
I like to dissect girls
Did you know I'm utterly insane?
Oh well, never mind
To my place for an axe to the face
Oh god I love the thrill
The art of the kill
Past the point of assistance
I'm far too gone for regret
My nightly bloodlust floods my days
I'm over consumed by it
I need to make you suffer
I long to hear you scream
This sweet sadistic power trip
A god-like feeling
Cry, my little child
In my hands I hold you life
You say you don't wanna die
And it gets me off everytime
How long can the madness continue?
I'm dull and full of worry
Narcissism made a master of me
Stop sounding so sad jean
I just had to go on a killing spree
Past the point of assistance
I'm far too gone for regret
My nightly bloodlust floods my days
I'm over consumed by it
I need to make you suffer
I long to hear you scream
This sweet sadistic power trip
A god-like feeling
There are no barriers to cross
Gain no knowledge of myself
No more barriers to cross
Gain no knowledge of myself
Knowledge of myself
Knowledge of my self
Credits
Writer(s): Micahel E Modeste, Christian F Lawrence, Ross Andrew Ragusa
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