Mr. Maker, the man above all gods, found a home inside my head   He twisted my values, demanded my favours   (He said); the slaughter of maker must never end   My desperate tries to ignore these voices   Made me feel like coming closer to death…      The murder obsession screamed to my mind   The only voice for you to obey is mine   Don't ever try to quiet maker   for the power of twister is greater than god.      In death they would be gone, and my loneliness would reign.   I would not regret my gruesome actions, nor ever understand them.      The murder obsession screamed to my mind   The only voice for you to obey is mine   Don't ever try to quiet maker   For the power of twister is greater than god.      I feel if I don't get redress   And if they won't leave my head   My suicide will finally be their death      Mr Maker the man above all gods, found a home inside my head   He twisted my values, demanded my favours   (He said); the slaughter of maker must never end   My desperate tries to ignore these voices   Made me feel like coming closer to death…      The murder obsession screamed to my mind   The only voice for you to obey is mine.   Don't ever try to quiet maker,   For the power of twister is greater than god.      I feel if I don't get redress   And if they won't leave my head   My suicide will finally be their death      But my bleeding mind would hopefully return before the day I entered death   So I could feel the pain inside those victims   I await the days in hell, a quiet forever that burns in my soul   No more demands, no more slaughter, I finally found my place in eternity