I'm not a redeemer, I'm not another saviournDon't want to save your world, I would rather make it burn in flamesnI spit on all the doves, your good intentions are masturbationnTo hide a simple fact: you're scarred of your needs of violencennI am the new salvationnI am the voice screaming in your headnI have no compassionnI annihilate the smile on your facennDeath… is all around menBlood … is why we lick their feetnAll celebrate the reign of pigsnLeisure and atrocitynFlesh is melted againnBind in orgies of carnal guiltnI want to smash them allnFor drowning themselves in their semen and lustnnI don't agree with happiness, don't want to be a brainwashed slavenI bit the hand and cut the leash, the rope of comfort around my necknAnd enjoy the bitter taste of watching all delusions fade awaynYour iron dream is wrapped into a velvet shape of ignorancennAnd still you keep on deny the pain nThe itch running onto your skinnThe burnt of profound misery nDo you enjoy the taste of shame, the blade of vanity?nnA slaughtered heaven, a place of fool's sanity, nA mouthful of injuries, it's all what you deservednI am the bullet on the run, I force my way into your brainnExtracting all corrupted words with the massive strain of a gunnnI'm not a redeemer, I'm not another saviournDon't want to save your world, I would rather make it burn in flamesnI spit on all the doves, your good intentions are masturbationnTo hide a simple fact: you're scarred of your needs of violencennI am the new salvationnI am the voice screaming in your headnI have no compassionnI annihilate the smile on your facennYou suckn