Текст песни Programing Death

Debating between Fantasy and reality My mind starts To play with me I can't see clearly I close my eyes And I wake in A strange room What happen here? The air is dense And anger born Inside of me Programing death Is my way to scape From this nightmare That has no end I came out from the room But my appearance changed and the environment That surrounds me A heavy weapon in my hand Makes me feel superior A killing desire flow Wakes inside of me When the blood of my Victims spots my clothes I can see the way out From this horror Programing death Is my way to scape From this nightmare That has no end