Testo di Thoughts

I've got this voice in my head He tells me who shall be dead He's slowly taking over my life Oh dear god I've already eaten my wife These twistering sounds In my brain Holy mother I'm going insane I can feel him inside of me Through my eyes he can see He guides me through terror and pain Over and over and over again These twistering sounds In my brain Holy mother I'm going insane My best friend is torture and second is fear So please come on closer my dear Take a look in my eyes while I enter your soul Ripping your skin and filling your holes I don't know who I should kill But I will do it with my drill I worship the blood and kisses the meat I laugh while I stand with blood on my feet These twistering sounds In my brain Holy mother I'm going insane