Worth dying for   Worth killing for   Worth going to hell for      "You might say I’ve been working my way up the food chain."      Don’t tell me how to keep composure   It has to be done for a sense of closure   It ain’t over till all are hunted down   The bloody mess which is all around      Am I born to kill or to appease?   Am I the cure or am I the disease?   I forgot about all of it   Finally I’ve got rid of it      Unleash hell!      “I try to slow my heart down and breathe the fire out of my lungs. My muscles make promises of the pain yet to come. The night's as hot as hell.”      Am I born to kill or to appease?   Am I the cure or am I the disease?   I forgot about all of it   Finally I’ve got rid of it      Unleash hell!