Hellbent کے بول

Driven by the need This hunger I must feed To prey on the wretched and weak With my tools by my side Im a shadow roaming this night I carry out my obsession This passion so vile and precise Perpetuating fear I always near There seem to be no reason It's all unclear Hellbent... Hellbent... An orgasmic release for now time has ceasse With speed and hiding I carry out my craft Slicing the flesh out this unworthy whore I take what I want and leave the rest behind A massacred carcass they will find This mass of mangled flesh The embodiment of my hate So perfectly placed No intention of hiding what I create I take what I want and leave the rest behind A massacred carcass they will find This mass of mangled flesh The embodiment of my hate