Crown of Souls - Deeds of Flesh

Impulses encase my thoughts

Loss of reasoning ignored

Mutilating, my fetish needs fulfilled

Sickening horrific visions explored

Persistence to see blood spilled

Pools of my horrendous deeds

Disfiguring my perfect specimen

Creating my crown of souls

The impulse to destroy flowing violently

Resurgent, this sickness swallows me

Consuming, engulfing are these needs

Lost awareness of my humanity

Abnormal inhumane sick fantasies

The desires build inside of me

Lashing out at the weak

Fulfilling the world I wish to see

I’m the monster