Psychovangelist के बोल

My hand trembles I feel the chills As the adrenaline fulfills me My insane Murderous rage Feed on my preys’ endless scars Their screams, echoes into my mind I feed on their rotten souls I don’t feel like I can survive this weight anymore Breed to me My brain doesn’t answer me anymore All that I feel is the desire to slay more My brain doesn’t answer me anymore All that I feel is the desire to slay more For the glory of God to exorcise my demons I see them flow away As the guts flow out of bodies In all those gruesome ways I felt free, looking for my sanctity consecrated As above so below I feel free, in this realm of unreality With no difference between hell and Earth