There was a time I was afraid
of getting close to
I am the bastard son
the expendable one
War is in my
Suspicion growing,
a feeling I cannot control.
Communication
Communication lo
Impending doom
Can't escape
Pitch black at the lake
The snow is falling
It's just another sleepless night
the hunt is on
Looking for anything
To
I'll bring the terror
Leave you trembling
you might as well give
Faceless, subhuman
Shattered souls I feed
Experimenting
Dead eyes watching me
This might be the last time you ever see me
But
The venom inside
turned me into the enemy,
Turned me into
A new day arises
as the city sleeps.
No compromising
No promises to
The venom inside turned me into the enemy
Turned into what