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An innocent boy

Just learning and growing

A reflection of the parents

A punching bag

No dreams, just pain

The scars remain

Physical and mental

Getting worse in the disease

Revolted and poured

With hate in his soul

It's time to make some more motherfuckers feel

Someone to bury this torment

Something to get under my wheel

Empty mind full of bitterness

What we really need

Is to let it happen

Now you see me

Now you feel me

How I learned to be

As you bleed, I start to breathe and rise so you can stop seeing

This is me

No fantasy

This is me

Daddy, can you see

Killer clown

Upside down

Killer clown

Childish charmer

Bodies below

The wind is bringing news

Someone will pay my bills

Worms falling from the ceiling

What shouldn't be ended up being

Bodies are part of the walls and floor

More than thirty experiments

Garrote, drugs and knife

I shouldn't lie

There was no more room

The house was crowded

The last ones went to the river

The current took them

Nothing you say makes you innocent

Pay an eye for an eye

Teeth will show them

Remains of almost men

Some still fresh in shallow holes

Lethal injection

That's what they said, yeah

Just one sting and it's gone

I thought they would say: "burn!

Motherfucker, tear it up inside

We will make you suffer thirty-three times

You will beg, shit, burn!"

Ooouuch!