Slaughter of Innocence - Malevolent Creation

Mind of the tormented, twisted arcane

Born from the black bowels of hate

Psychotic cringe, from any light of good

The sight of blood is only understood

Piercing the body to release the life

Another soul to steal, stalking in the night

Feel the wrath of a soul wired to the core of pure power

Power sent to crush, mean to destroy and dismantle

Wielding tools of demise set to conquer lives

Total retribution

No lives are spared, his goal, his hate

His hate, this hates, his hate

IT HATES!

The seething feeling writhes from inside

Now you taste the corners of it’s mind

It’s acrid bile clutches at your throat

Rips you open, achieving attack mode

MURDER, MURDER, MURDER, MURDER!

Your body is not your own, subconscious overthrown

Corpse still warm lying still

Another body bag to fill

Slaughter of innocence

Die motherfucker!

Blood upon his blade, set fourth to annihilate

Crushing life and limb to dust

Never enough to fulfill his bloodlust

Random kill of chance, victim of innocence

Can not be silenced.

Instinct to murder

Tasting the power to destroy

Any means of deceasement, stand employed

Contact of steel into warm flesh

Crimes of the mind to fully infest

Take full credit for the kill

Urge again burns inside, result is homicidal

MURDER, MURDER, MURDER, MURDER!

The entity must slay to survive

Feel no remorse, has no conscious for it’s crimes

Legacy to kill until the end of time!