Hatchet Harry - Acumen Nation

Trussed up naked, overanalyze every cell every pore

Cuz you will find nothing that could ever give him away

This is a brand new sickness, birthing alive and alone within this core

Now he’s got his own agenda ruthless as any but this ones a mind of it’s own

I’ve seen it all before, lessons burned unlearned again through stone

Your abuse has shown me my direction.

Who am I to ignore it?

First steps.

Numbness

First blood.

Pure bliss

In their horror eyes coming back to me

In their terror eyes coming back to me

Even though I’m nothing special

I dare you not to envy me at this moment

And now that I’m in the mood, arousal pinned to your lies

Kill for fun and not for food, hero worship

I thought I was anticore

But now I can’t fake it

Because now I can be much more

Since I can’t change anything

It’s your turn to bleed for me