Vio-Lence

Enter I, Disturbing Peace Of Mind
Pressure Reflects Me.
Manipulate, And Break The Feeling Of Faith.
These Weak Fools Obsess Me.
Glare Inside, Shines My Mind
It's Quite Distorted, It's So Cruel.
Afflicted Traits, Extending Outward My Hate
Sharp Words Detest You.
I Am The Thorn In The Side.
Pressure That's Never Denied.
Call Me - Call Me - Call Me Mad.
My Look Is Often A Grin
Cold As It's Sin.
Call Me - Call Me - Call Me Mad.
We Evil Kind, We Evil Subject Your Pride
Intent Oppression.
An Open Sore, Into It Salt We Will Pour
Verbal Aggression!
Conscience Collapsed, Feelings For You Waxed
By My Mental Affliction.
I Carry Pride, I Hold It High At My Side
Cause Your Submission.
I Am The Thorn In The Side.
Pressure That Never Denied.
Call Me - Call Me - Call Me Mad.
My Look Is Often A Grin.
Cold As It's Sin
Call Me - Call Me - Call Me Mad.
[ Solo: Demmel ]
At Times I'd Love To Feel The Break Of Your Spine.
Your Pain, My Hand, My God, That Would Do Me
Just Fine.