| A prophecy of the one to release me |
| I stand alone |
| I stand alone |
| Savage violence |
| See nothing of your predator |
| Born in darkness |
| You’ll know my name |
| I’ll feed upon your flesh |
| and savour your last breath |
| as I succumb unto these |
| Ancient, primeval instincts controlling me, |
| malform my flesh |
| I surrender, this creature is free |
| I don’t want to be the beast I am |
| Suffer, they’ll know the one who resides deep inside me |
| Killer, feed on their flesh, feed on their fucking flesh |
| Monster |
| Reborn, primeval instincts deep inside |
| reformed and damned, reformed and fucking damned |
| You know my name |
| Changing, before my very eyes, devolve desensitise |
| Denounce my life |
| Denounce my life |
| Now your end will come, ingurgitate |
| I’ll feed and masticate |
| the prey I’m stalking, creeping behind them, |
| they’ll never see, what has become of me. |
| I know what I am, no one can take me down, |
| this is my world, I am the end for you |
| Dissimilative |