i beat her up unconscious and gagged her
another victim lured and abducted
methodically planned action flawlessly carried out
i have become a predator living for the hunt
fell the surge of endorphin rush
excitement of power and control
each human trophy i dominate
inspires me to kill once more
build up the rage reach for the blade
malicious intent in an outburst of hate
dwelling in an endless cycle, abduct - torture - dispose
high on instant gratification, mutilating the corpse
call me a monster hidden behind a mask of sanity
conscience, pity and remorse, they mean nothing
i took the butchers knife and stabbed her
another victim slain for pleasure
cut the body up into pieces, left'em on a riverbank
her coffin a blood - soaked suitcase, i sealed that fate
compulsive disregard for life leads my way
into the night hunt them down and kill again
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The album description mentions an “emotional apex.” That’s really the difference between Stare and the band’s previous albums. Ulcerate was always supremely technically proficient. I just didn’t care all that much. Their growth has come from making music you will feel. Metallurgical Fire