I am at war with myself
I'm to the point where I have lost my redemption
To kill or to be killed
I'll agree that I am filled with guilt
There is a choice to be made
Now the hunger grows
Sometimes I hate this life I'm living
It's to the point where it's struck a nerve
What is this taste that I've been craving
Cruelty is my routine
I have a taste for flesh and you can guarantee that
I can feel your heart is sinking
Hannibal, what are you thinking
You're in a tough spot, feeling like you're in a bind
Your mind racing, you know you're running out of time
It's all around you
It's looming
It's circling
All the way down to the core
It's worsening
I love it when they run, you know, I love the thrill
My heart's racing, I'm ready to get this kill
So live it up, 'cause it's time to bring the pain
Look into her soul as I slide the blade
And if you fall, you'll succumb to the nightmare
So cast aside what you are feeling inside
Invoke the killer, the psycho, the fire
Prove to me you are a survivor
The killer comes alive watching the light escape their eyes
The blood begins to pour, cover the floor
Open the door
I'm starving
Feasting on all of your extremities, and that's when the hunger begins to fade
'Cause, one day I"l be passing the torch and if you don't learn the ways, it will be your turn
So, grab the keys to the car and drive five miles north
There's a poison in your veins and an innocent life to take
13th Street, quarter to nine
A man in jeans, holding bags, in his prime
I've heard that he's a father of five
I wonder if he knows that he is going to die
I am at war with myself
What is redemption
I've killed and now I just want to kill more
I've fed my blood lust, I've lost trust in my ability to keep control of the situation
When will this end