The cockroaches under my skin Have all climbed into my brain Shepherd, lead them unto my creed Whispering songs full of dreads Don't you ever crawl under my skin I'm mad when you visit me Cold bat, with your psalmodies of hate Black day that weighs on my head Seething, I can't control my shakes I watch the crowd around me I let them talk Let them cry I let them crawl Let them die Let them pay For their crime Of being
CHORUS : Increase ferocity And release the fury The battle deep inside that you can't contain There's no morality No creed and no light In a world that you will never understand
Sometimes I watch under my skin Hoping that I'll find no flesh Pure mind disturbed I have the skill To grasp the duality Drop of mercy that drips on my neck It has evaporated Anger inside has prepared the stake And condemned lucidity Brother, they tell me you're my brother But you're an actor to me I let you talk Let you cry I let you crawl Let you die Let you pay For your crime Of being
CHORUS
A drop of mercy That drips Along my neck
Let me talk Let me cry You let me crawl You'll let me die I pay For my crime
Distorted judgment I feel like I'm blind My eyes are bleeding Were they so tired to see ? Roaming in my head Incompatible with you And myself Out of humanity A drop