Darkness empowers me, sickened is my blackened soul Look into the eyes of madness Can you see the story to be told? As a child I was tormented by society In my world, I grew into sickness and disgusting pleasures To torture life, practicing the arts of flesh and blood To hear 'em scream, to see 'em beg for mercy I am the one who brings absolute chaos I am death incarnate Behold my devilish mastery To stalk my victims at random Not knowing what hides in the shadows... death! To look into their eyes Their fear fuels my high To climax by blood The angel of death is smiling For they all are forsaken by my hand To cut away their flesh excites me To fashion their bodies in ghastly art makes me proud Grisly are the shrines of flesh I display Stare through the eyes of sickness The bringer of terror, torture and death I am the vein that will drain them of their blood And before me are images of faces and lifeless bodies The last chapter of life to be told