An urge inside is growing
and dictates offenses of the most extreme,
radical anthems, murderous actions,
sheer sin must be dealt supreme.

Bloodthirst at its finest,
no one is prepared for me,
my impulses try to get out
and voice inhumanity.

Inside I'm dead,
my mind lifeless,
my feel expired,
yet fight from hate 
gets me wild
to undertake blasphemy.

This wicked, evil morality
expresses the ultimate rage
that vindicates being the scourge 
of paramount rottenness,

embracing profanities,
perverse mentality,
thrusting me into cruelty,
creativity in brutality.

Inside I'm dead,
my mind lifeless,
my feel expired,
yet fight from hate 
gets me wild
to undertake blasphemy.

To undertake blasphemy.

To undertake blasphemy.

Blasphemy.

Viciousness get the best out of me,
depravity will be my objective,

upsetting the masses,
increasing their fears,
destroying the peace
they believe it's real.

Inside I'm dead,
my mind lifeless
my feel expired,
yet fight from hate 
gets me wild
to desecrate and defile.

Inside I'm dead,
my mind lifeless
my feel expired,
yet fight from hate 
gets me wild
to undertake blasphemy.