Psychology Of Death - Mortal Sin

Buried in a shallow grave

That’s the way that you behave

This is how you justify

Seven hundred ways to die

You’re killing with a brutal force

Never one to show remorse

Human kind will testify

You were born to terrify

Psychology of death

Victim of your pain

Psychology of death

Chemically imbalanced brain

Stabbing women in the heart

Ripping people’s lives apart

Killing like a samurai

Seven hundred victims lie

A silver bullet to the brain

Severed body will remain

Everybody’s mystified

You were born to horrify

Psychology of death

Victim of your pain

Psychology of death

Chemically imbalanced brain

Tearing you from limb to limb

Chanting sacrificial hymns

Ready to electrify — Electrify

A knife into your victims back

Listen as their backbones crack

The body count is multiplied — Multiplied

Your life, their death

The pain of your breath

Their fear, your will

Sentenced to death

Rotting in a prison cell

Waiting for a burning hell

This is how he’s meant to die

The people want him crucified

They wanna see the bastard bleed

Beg for mercy let him plead

No one knows the reason why

He was born to terrify

Psychology of death

Victim of your pain

Psychology of death

Chemically imbalanced brain