Highway 1-35

Wrath
 Purifying the scum of the earth
 I was born to murder the world 

I'm a tool created by your apathic society
 Feeding on my sadistic intent
 Bleed bleed bleed for the semen god
 I murdered over thirty and still crave more
 Kneel kneel kneel for the semen god
 I batter your genitals to pulp
 Sculpture of my tormented thoughts
 Crushing gutting tearing your limbs apart
 As chunks of demormed meat
 Are dripping from my knife 

Consumed by frustration
 Murder is my salvation
 Coagulated semen, bursting
 Through the stomach wall
 I suck your semen bloodtide 

Died by my hand
 I shall dismember and sever
 Died by my hand