violence took his heart and ripped it
all out
nothing left but brutal beat-ups
you better look out for his black eyes
violence took his soul, sucked it all out
nothing left but pure pain now
you know he runs, he runs just to get you
but he knows it's too late
he demands you to be afraid
he threatens you with pain
he's got the black light in his eyes
he's got the flat line in his brain
he begs for a destructive faith
his eyes look at you just like sharp knives
they're just about to see right trough you
bring me back to life he says to me
but he knows it's to late
there's nothing left for him to see
but violence