I don't even trust me and I feel my murderous.
Twisted Mind, broken frame. A hole in my heart, a hole in my head, I'm In the dream Isn't the dream. My brain was
labored, in restrained part. beneath meek. neddless kind.
The fire approached to many hate seed. My bullet call to
the brust. Flames of sorrow. but I begin my rule. This is human Insecticide. Murder in my sight. burning my heart.
You'll see bloody sky.