Evil seems to be endless   Just when we think we have discovered,   Heard and found out some   Infamie which is already off limits,   Again comes something   New even more scaring   Sometimes it's like we live in a world   That will surely break   Down under the pressure of modern life    Sinners breed like sickness,   People have no control over their    Most primary feelings      Any society that you build    Will have its own limits   Is murder like anything you take to   Once that you've decided on a killing,   First you make a stone out   Of your heart and if you find    That your hands are still willing,   Then you can turn mass murder into art   Now if you have a taste    For killing experience    And if you're flushed with   Your very first success,   Then you really should try       Lay them down in front of me   Lay them down for all to see   Here is one as white as snow   Bound to beliefs that   You are bound to go   And with this point sharpened by a fire    I'll bring out the truth,   I show who's the liar      Never ending cries, its following you   Weakness breed like disease    Gripped in illusion, of brutality   Picture of your vices      Pain, my only friend    Can't stand this feeling   Shame, your only way   Can't stop the killing