Like a virus of the mind

My rage will spread

My obsession with murder

Roils in my head



Killing victims with my hands

I cannot control

These extreme compulsions

Burn in my soul



Foaming at the mouth I leap

Onto my prey

Target of my violence

Will die today



Feel the victim's cracking bones

He screams in pain

Only slaughter brings me peace

I have gone insane



Rabid



Inflammation of the brain

Fury overwhelms

There is something wrong with me

I am not well



Victim's head is in my fists

Thumbs in his eyes

Blood is squirting from the sockets

Pours down the sides



Smash his teeth with my fist

Tear off his nose

Laughing at his shattered face

Rage only grows

With my fingers gouge his throat

Rip slabs of flesh

I continue the assault

But he is clearly dead



Rabid



Can't restrain my need to kill them drives me mad

I'm insane I want to spill blood with my hands



Schizophrenic mania

Paranoid anxiety

Violent ferocity

Criminal insanity



I am obsessed with butchery I am mad

A trail of corpses so much blood on my hands



[Solo: O'Brien]



Rabid

Rabid