Killing Fields

You know the feeling when adrenaline takes control

Can't beat the rush that leaves a suicidal hold

Instinct spares no one destroying the human heart

The taste of blood can rip your soul apart

Devils that drive us do not discriminate

A state of mind that becomes the ultimate end

Action, reaction, blood line is not immune

To the depth of human nature inside of me and you

A sociopath with empty eyes and no soul

Paranoid psychotic, heart of stone, my blood runs cold

Evils of passion can drive reason to extremes

Love, hate, and murder, temporary insanity

On the edge of a demented personality

Emotional pain is a deadly reality

A sociopath with empty eyes and no soul

Paranoid psychotic, heart of stone, my blood runs cold

A choice is made of free will just like the choice to kill

Decisions to lose control, my self-destructive rationale

A choice is made, made of free will just like the choice, the choice to kill

In the speed of a moment, life stands still

Now you're standing in my killing field

Lead: King

A choice is made of free will just like the choice to kill

In the speed of a moment, life stands still

Now you're standing in my killing field