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Bind Torture Kill

Bind Torture Kill

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Torture provokes to divorce sanity

Horror mummifies victims who plead

Suicide tempts the mind of the mortal, sickened with grief

Godless fate, perception of the lie, debilitate the weak

Upon the altar of sacrificial bliss

I'm damned to be disposed in perpetual fire

Dismantled youth, forced and shaped my being

Predestined fate nurtures the act of sinning

And drives me to blind torture kill

You judge my world

Your views have been mistaken

The sickness stems deeper than it seems

I bind to keep, torture one to strengthen

And killed the weak who fail to meet the needs

Unstable diagnosis, detained to live a victim of myself

Predestined fate nurtures the act of sinning

And drives me to bind torture kill

Crippled soul, desensitized

Restraints impeded, evolving my rage

Bind torture kill

Sanity diminishing, internal wars desecrate re-haunting me

Lunacy dictates my being, enslaved until my demise surrenders me

Until then I must feed the demons, fuel my rage and commence to haunting you

Bind torture kill

Disposed mental state

Confides my will to tolerate

My plea for help denied

Disposed mental state

Confides my will to tolerate

My plea for help denied, denied, denied...

You judge my world, your views have been mistaken

This sickness stems deeper than it seems

I bind to keep, torture one to strengthen

And killed the weak who fail to meet the needs

I'm damned to be disposed in perpetual fire

Dismantled youth forced and shaped my being

Deafening voices fuel my actions

And drive me to bind torture kill

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