[00:00.00] 作曲 : ?, Seb, Svencho[00:06.09]Murmur - whisper to me[00:06.60]Slithering fantasies of cleaning bones, lucid dreams[00:15.57]Yearning to become real[00:16.08]The luscious slitting of throats, what fantasy?[00:18.15]These fictions so corporal so obtuse[00:19.20]Restricting me, frustrating me[00:19.98]The fictions so morbid seem foretold[00:22.41]Digging in the psyche[00:23.64]No theory, no medication, no session[00:25.95]Can shed light upon the monster I am told to become[00:28.29]No theory, no medication, obsession[00:29.49]The smell of blood, the soothing of the pain mine[00:34.83]A medical condition? No, merely purpose[00:36.00]Decrepit wits in a mind mine[00:37.71]These fictions so corporal so obtuse[00:38.82]Restricting me, frustrating me[00:40.38]The fictions so morbid seem foretold[00:41.88]Release the rage in me[00:42.48]Set in motion the first kill[00:43.65]Adrenaline, rushing me[00:45.66]The fictions so morbid fulfilled[01:07.26]Release the real in me[01:07.68]Swing the axe, hang the rope[01:32.88]The tales of my coming painted in a spree of gore[01:40.11]Do say your prayers, they shall be answered[02:39.99]By the cutting of blades as your insides are drained[02:49.92]No longer murmurs - in thy decrepit wits[02:50.91]A spree of murder - unleash my insanity[03:33.96]Meticulous plan, the fruition of years of mental disorder[03:58.32]A spree of terror, the canvas of decay[04:12.81]Left behind for them to find, in perspicuity[04:13.98]Murmurs - whisper to me[04:19.35]Slithering fantasies of cleaning bones, lucid dreams[04:20.49]Yearning to become real[04:20.97]The luscious slitting of throats, what fantasy?