Текст Aborted – Nemesis

Apathy raised upon childhood, Social skills erased
Automaticly blocking of any contact, Eomtions numbed
The anger grows within me…
I’m a walking human time bomb

With the first blow of the hammer, My mind’s unblocked
Feelings I only dreamt of having, A psychic extacy
Murder becoming my sole comfort, Regressed for so long
Your body, my canvas of exploration, My playground of pus

Becoming, A self made god, a tool moulded by society
A — a nemesis of man, The emotions of which I’m fuelled
Result of social abuse, murder takes control

Another death ensued, another asshole entombed

With the first blow of the hammer, My mind’s unblocked
Feelings I only dreamt of having, A psychic extacy
Murder becoming my sole comfort, Regressed for so long
Your body, my canvas of exploration, My playground of pus
Again I hack