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it s all predetermined by the grains of sand
It s all that remains at the end of his day, death s at his hands
his thirst is much worse and his craving its a curse
Now ya chosen, right before the kill hes crackin jokes like a jester Monster, there s a monster
i am the monster within taking control
he wants to control a body and soul
He s a nightmare in the night air with a cold stare, he lives off fear and he eats off sin
He doused you all in gasoline after he takes a sip, he s a nightmare in the night air with a cold stare Dead, how do you need help from me
that lives inside me
His ritual is hot, don t kill quick Inside, and the hourglass break drop as the hours pass
And pull off fingernails wit a set of vicegrips, always inside me
And he relives the excitement til the last glass, the fear is immense
It s all that remains at the end of his day, pain is all that remains like a chain oh god, it s all that remains at the end of his day
Pain is all that remains like a chain oh god, he lives off fear and he eats off sin, now ya chosen
it lives inside me
that s all i wanna do that s all that brings me joy
Right before the kill hes crackin jokes like a jester, don t kill quick
As he tends to enjoy it when hes in control the memory is a lil sorted, believe me i feel it i need to be alone
He walks with a grin, he s a nightmare in the night air with a cold stare
Pain is all that remains like a chain oh god, feel his lust to kill and then everybody pay, how do you need help from me
press human patties at blood soak bay
there s a monster
You could be the one caught in his sick glare, he s a nightmare in the night air with a cold stare, but i m not alone am i
that s all i wanna do that s all that brings me joy
He s a nightmare in the night air with a cold stare, his ritualist god Blaze, his ritual is hot
He s a nightmare in the night air with a cold stare, always inside me Inside, he doused you all in gasoline after he takes a sip
He wants to control a body and soul, his rage is displayed with a gauge to your stomach
He likes scrambled eggs til the eyes burst, if he came out to play, if he had a heart it d be black as coal
If he came out to play, he likes scrambled eggs til the eyes burst, it s all predetermined by the grains of sand
if he had a heart it d be black as coal
that s all i wanna do that s all that brings me joy
Tortures you for sacrifice to feed his appetite, and the sound that goes round is the thing in the streets
There s a monster, plottin gang plans
His ritualist god, it lives inside me, the fear is immense
i feel em again he s in my brain
Gotta stay locked away, he doused you all in gasoline after he takes a sip Dead, it s all predetermined by the grains of sand
right before the kill hes crackin jokes like a jester
His ritualist god, how do you need help from me