Psycho Maniac - X-Fusion

Unapparent inclinations

Uncontrolled ravenousness

Dominated

By fantasy

Out of control

No way to hold up Clotted gore

Shredded skin

Pieces of meat

Are cleaving at me The smell of blood

And dying flesh

Is cozying me And explains

My actions

Run…

Run…

Try to hide!

Run…

Run…

No escape!