| Murderer, psychotic, is this what I’ve become?
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| Men women, or children, it makes no difference
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| Rape, their soft dead bodies, I f*ck when they can’t stop me
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| I just don’t know what is real, what is real what is fake
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| Confusing, killing spree
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| I’ll tear the flesh right from their bones
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| Illusion, of their deaths
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| My mind shrouded in darkness
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| Am I hallucinating, or is my brain just sick?
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| Cos when I f*ck these corpses, I can feel them on my dick
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| From behind the veil of flesh, I can’t distinguish, what is real
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| I fell alone and forgotten, contorted, perception
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| Piercing, her hymen, c*nt filled with broken glass
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| I’ll drag her kicking screaming, from her innocence
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| Beaten broken torn, just one dead whore
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| Is this a dream, or is this just my life?
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| Death, is the sickening reality, flesh is just the mask it hides behind
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| Narcissistic, nihilistic, my mask of sanity has gone, welcome to my world
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| Confusing, killing spree, illusion, of my death
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| Am I hallucinating, or is my brain just sick?
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| Did I just kill these people, am I the one that’s dead?
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| Rotten flesh, deep inside my skull
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| Murderer, dwells, within me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Contorted Perception , by - Ingested. Song from the album Surpassing the Boundaries of Human Suffering, in the genre