Original lyrics

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Frenetic bullets of destruction A mind revolving on the thorns of illusion Abused, tormented, pitiful life Line assembling of horror and brutality Confused, despised To try the taste of blood No matter if it hits a child Piece by piece the mind ran by insanity Outbreak of a maniac Haunted by disgraceful past Cold blooded and methodical Agonized by an unseen terror Voices whispering around his head Possessed by the utmost hatred Screams can be heard in the aisle of pain Outside the destroyed Dreams can never be regained Why couldn't lord have protected All those souls? What is the sense of believing at all? Why have this massacre been allowed? Will the faith in your god save you now?