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I still recall that autumn day, the sun kept the winter away |
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There it stood, this huge monumnet which was our dwelling to be |
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With the trees, the lawn and the lake nearby |
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Everything was perfect it wasn't for him |
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Why didn't you pull the trigger? |
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Why didn't you shoot that pig? |
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The voice in my head keeps asking |
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As the nauseating pain keeps growing |
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As soon as I looked into the attic window the nausea was brought upon me |
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A dark lair downstairs hiding something and I don't wanna know what it is |
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The room is filled with flies, mud and stinking filth |
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But there is something else trying to enter my mind |
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Chaos, degeneration, senseless banging on the door |
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The crucifix covered up, and the paintings on the wall |
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Dishnour thy father pigs, a message from below |
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The hate spreads in this house, yes come into my mind |
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He's here stay away from him |
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The ugly priest with his lies |
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The voice in my head keeps echoing |
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Look at them the pathetic animals |
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They'd be better off dead, don't you think so? |
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(Yes you think so) |
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The voice in my head keeps exhorting |
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As the nauseating pains keeps growing |
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But this pain gives me pleasure and invites me in and finally one night it came to me |
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Raped and twisted my mind and placed its embryo inside |
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Evil has now entered me, my acts are to humiliate god |
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I still don't know what entices and compels me into insanity |
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Time is nigh, I'm led by the one and I must fulfil his needs |
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(You must do it, you must do it now) |
