1. CONFESSIONS OF A SERIAL KILLER

Confess your crimes
After twenty years of killing
Clearing your mind is easy now caught
Death was your life, pain your pleasure
No regrets, emotions are naught
Interrogator vomits
Because of the gore
In the story you tell him
Bile covers the floor
Your first one was a whore
She didn't want intercourse
Spilling your sperm
On her mangled corpse
Loving the killing
Sex no more fun
What would you do
If your dick was your gun

Bisexual lust low way of life
Your true religion was a knife
A trail of corpses left behind
For dismemberment and carnage you strive
They'll send you to the electric chair
Lawyers will defend you but do not care
The victims' parents will not cry
As your body is convulsing, they want you to die
They can't kill your body
But your soul will survive
You'll take control of one's mind
And live an eternal life


2. LOSS OF FLESH

End your life
Are there reasons to go on?
The pain won't hurt
Because you know you'll soon be gone
Relatives will mourn
Because of the loss of one beloved
In time they'll forget
You'll be gone in the past
As blood is flowing on
Your mind is feeling free
Dying isn't hard
It's happening so easily
Why should life
Only be ended by some god?
The decision is up to you
End it or not
Has mankind lost its sanity
Trying to reach for immortality?
The fear for dying is hidden deep
No faith in their eternal sleep
I was born alive
Isn't that punishment enough?


3. HORRORS IN A RETARDED MIND

Smashed your head against the wall
Treatment comforts temporarily
Chastise yourself extremely
To neutralise chronic pains
Automutilation dwells deep in your soul

Inflicting pain
Your body suffers
While carving yourself
People can't understand
That you are forced to do it
A slave of your sick thoughts
For neurosis or lust

Carving layers of skin of your chest
An orgasm comes as reward
Your sick lust of pain
Will drive you to your suicide
Automutilation dwells deep in your soul


4. FOETAL CARNAGE

Pregnant for nine weeks
By rape or promiscuity
Life is growing inside
Although it is not wanted
Life becomes hell
Days are passing slowly
Suicide will be sure
If abortion can't be practised

Tissue is carved and bleeds
The foetus is now executed
It's vacuumed from the womb
Birth will not be given

Tissue is carved and bleeds
The foetus is now executed
It's vacuumed from the womb
Birth will not be given

What's the right of the unborn child
When it will destroy its mother's life?
None!!!

Friends are no help
Their opinion is formed by others
Their religion says you're a whore
Your son is a condemned bastard

Tissue is carved and bleeds
The foetus is now executed
It's vacuumed from the womb
Birth will not be given