Bereft of Humanity by Kill Everything Lyrics
The urge to not kill is a daily struggle
Rage fills my soul, self control non existent
Every single day I fight the urge to mass murder
No one will be safe when the hate boils over
When the killing begins, no living thing will be left
One dead, twenty dead, fifty dead more
Soul sucking vermin, my humanity bereft
A hundred dead, a thousand, carnage in store
I'm no longer human
A machine of malice
Driven to enmity
Bereft of humanity
Collecting the implements of death and torture
Seeing you bleed makes my blood boil over
Screams of pain will further my pleasure
A notch on my belt for every murderous endeavour
When the killing begins, no living thing will be left
One dead, twenty dead, fifty dead more
Soul sucking vermin, my humanity bereft
A hundred dead, a thousand, carnage in store
Plotting to exterminate massive loads of scumbags
I'll take you all to hell and revel in your suffering
Natural selection is the driving force to kill
The weak shall fall beneath my monumental rage
When the killing begins, no living thing will be left
One dead, twenty dead, fifty dead more
Soul sucking vermin, my humanity bereft
A hundred dead, a thousand, carnage in store
The time has come, restraint is gone
The last shred of humanity in me has died
No morals, no mercy, no regard for life
Existence is the suffering I will now unload
A world of pain, my heart turned sour
My hatred of man surges by the hour
I must be sick, what makes me this way
The filthy human race, I hate more by the way
I'm no longer human
A machine of malice
Driven to enmity
Bereft of humanity
Rage fills my soul, self control non existent
Every single day I fight the urge to mass murder
No one will be safe when the hate boils over
When the killing begins, no living thing will be left
One dead, twenty dead, fifty dead more
Soul sucking vermin, my humanity bereft
A hundred dead, a thousand, carnage in store
I'm no longer human
A machine of malice
Driven to enmity
Bereft of humanity
Collecting the implements of death and torture
Seeing you bleed makes my blood boil over
Screams of pain will further my pleasure
A notch on my belt for every murderous endeavour
When the killing begins, no living thing will be left
One dead, twenty dead, fifty dead more
Soul sucking vermin, my humanity bereft
A hundred dead, a thousand, carnage in store
Plotting to exterminate massive loads of scumbags
I'll take you all to hell and revel in your suffering
Natural selection is the driving force to kill
The weak shall fall beneath my monumental rage
When the killing begins, no living thing will be left
One dead, twenty dead, fifty dead more
Soul sucking vermin, my humanity bereft
A hundred dead, a thousand, carnage in store
The time has come, restraint is gone
The last shred of humanity in me has died
No morals, no mercy, no regard for life
Existence is the suffering I will now unload
A world of pain, my heart turned sour
My hatred of man surges by the hour
I must be sick, what makes me this way
The filthy human race, I hate more by the way
I'm no longer human
A machine of malice
Driven to enmity
Bereft of humanity