Personal Hell by Beborn Beton Lyrics

Waking up in blood
While the morning paper sucks
The human liquid
Into its veins
And a gallery of pain
Surrounds my bed
Raising up my body
Couldn't help to feel the bloody taste
And inside my mouth
The feelings I arouse
While filling it - while filling it with blood
Filling it with water
Filling it with blood

One step closer
One step cut
And I felt as cold as Ice
As soon as I recognise you
On the floor downstairs
Doorbell sings
An angel get's its wing
I fear
The neighbor called the law
Zodiac mindwarp record lies on the floor
Was all they saw
One step closer to my personal hell
One step closer to my personal hell
Time was running fast
Policemen start to blast
Their inner guts outside me

Me, being critic
Allways sceptical
About the things we do
Do or say
Anyway
We keep on hunting ... me