welcome to the wasteland that is my life I wonder how the world will taste today when everything looks grey I can't go back there again there I see faces of my children and messages written on walls with their blood when the treat rushes into my veins lift me up in the sky the warm and lovely adrenaline the trusted friend of mine however it comes with a price more is always more and satisfaction is what I need as I express myself victims are always left behind if I'm killing time it is time that I really need
so is it wrong to feel alive what means to be free when I enter the killing fields and let adrenaline take over me I take my dose to feel alive you'll see what I mean when the colours return to me is this what I really need
sometimes murder and sometimes whores sometimes happy but mostly I just need more give me tension give me gore give a bit of lust and serve instincts raw I'm the lord of lies lying on the cold floor dry dust fills my mouth lets double the dose always looking for new ways to feel
let the mystery ride heal me
so is it wrong to feel alive what means to be free when I enter the killing fields and let adrenaline take over me I take my dose to feel alive you'll see what I mean when the colours return to me is this what I really need
once again colours are vanishing from my life dust swallows everything I touch like some dark Midas I venture forth laying waste around me
then I
kill ‘em slay ‘em fuck ‘em use them in every way break ‘em shake ‘em take ‘em whatever gives me my fix lay ‘em flay ‘em nail ‘em dominating everything kick ‘em wreck ‘em fool ‘em steal their colours away
so is it wrong to feel alive what means to be free when I enter the killing fields
and let adrenaline take over me so is it wrong to feel alive what means to be free when I enter the killing fields and let adrenaline take over me I take my dose to feel alive you'll see what I mean when the colours return to me is this what I really need