Letra de Last Chance

No remorse,only targets In my own code of conduct Broken toy no one loves me Hate my own mind holocaust. Terror, fear, social rejection Create a horrible monster Cutthroat. Now my weapons are ready Instruments of torture Willing to be used. I catch you in the night Ready to make all suffer My blades knife and axes Drinks the taste of blood All my pleasures operate together Smiling with your stolen meat All my nightmares becoming dreams Seeing your dark mourn. Torture horror pain Enjoy your suffer eternal pleasure Damaging you in my cave Stay hidden is your last chance! No remorse only targets In my own code of conduct Hate my own mind holocaust.