Deathrush Songtext / Lyric

With eyelense perfection, stalking my victims to be, I'm divine dissection
The truth in my blade sets you free. not borderline psychotic, baby I'm all the way
No bogeyman nor Gothic, you see me every day Eyes to see, ears to hear
Tongue for speech. a mind to fear All I need the murder fix, addicted to malice high, no prayers nor no crucifix
Will help you you will die, shivering with extasy as the razor meets the flesh
Demonstrate supremacy. put the creep to death

Deathrush, junkie to cold homicide
Deathrush, the sight of blood still gets me high

Enjoying my own carnage spree, your screams just get's me higher, striking without warning
Bleed for the king of fire, can't await my coming down, can't live without the screaming
Another victim must be found to keep me high and dreaming

Deathrush, junkie to cold homicide
Deathrush, the sight of blood still gets me high
Deathrush, deathrush