Like a b**h, 'cause he's the son of
Like a girl which is split in her face
Like a boy who looks like ...like the lives he's throwing away
Mortal rapture -
Running amok
Listen to the voices in my ears in my head
And do what they want - to k**
Running amok
Keep your brain with the nails in your head
Like a beast like a murder in a bloody rage
Take your gun and destroy what you hate
Take the life of the innocents and enjoy
Free your mind, and you do what you want
Go ahead to destroy, feel the evil inside
I take you back to the mind of a child
And forget what you've seen in the horrible past