Consider this a confession

There's sulfur on my breath

Bring me death



I can feel the hate

Running straight through my veins

My nerves are wearing thin

Like a fine Chardonnay



I can feel the hate

I live a life of pain

No one is safe



I've killed before and I liked it

Didn't you hear what I said?

I've killed before and I liked it

Don't you dare tell me it's in my head



Do you like Huey Lewis and the news?

"Hey Paul!"



Something is happening

I need blood to fill my needs

I tried to tell you

But you didn't listen

I'm into murders and executions



I can feel the hate

I live a life of pain

Bring me death