Paroles de West Of Hell

An odd unreality Macabre life at home Dominating Father figure Sadist to the bone Ape-like looks the doting parent Prone to fits of rage Sadist and a Mother's boy Deflowers come of age [CHORUS:] They're missing Underground they dwell Mundane life with inner secret He is West of Hell Satisfaction comes through power Fuse them in their guilt Chemistry ignites the powder Homely graveyard he had built Saw-edge blade that cuts and slices Pack them in the floor All his evils have been done There's none now to explore [CHORUS] Fantasy fuelled killing spree Porno's psychopath Resenting Mother for her sins His twisted childhood trap Overcome was all to much In the prison cell We look back within disgust The creature West of Hell Killing became such a trick The only way to get a kick Violent his appetite Scrape of earth throughout the night [CHORUS] They're missing Insane life he led Our gratitude in suicide You are better dead [Dedicated to: Macabre]