Severed heads Rotting flesh no sign of life but I can feel death upon me   critizing life for what it wasnt do you really know now it was scarring my soul   with your fear of the knife wheres the sunshine of life all   I see is the darkness or death    FUCK IT! I DONT NEED IT I DONT WANT IT    KILL IT KILL IT KILL THE TREND!!      Look into my eyes tell me what you see   Blankness non exsistance   like Im not there   Im nothing no one less then dirt!      Expirence the sick twisted soul that is me   its in the air rotting flesh the smell of death   the blankness the sadness the sorrow but   IT DOESNT MEAN SHIT!   Decapitations life lost   DISMEMBERMENT!