I've got so much anger it's going to make you sick
Despite all my attempts to heal, nothing will grant me the solace I'm looking for
Only yielding a whirlwind of destruction will keep my fire alive
All the attempts in developing, improving my identity;
every single one of them disapproved, disdained and shot down
Imagine what it's like to live that way when approval was what you needed the most
I wasn't always this way, you know
but I learned to survive through my own norms,
struggling to endure the ordeals that gradually devoured what was left of my self-esteem
until I woke up to a day when I felt humiliated to the extent I no longer could recognize
And no one could ever begin to comprehend the depths of the fury I was given in return
A textbook example of how to create a hostile relentless psychopath
Redefining my world by invoking my allure
Improving perfection, cleansing my own self
During the course of my survival I learned an abundance of the human mind:
how to scheme even the most intricate plan to get exactly what I want
Implementing such knowledge should make me feel profound discomfort but it doesn't
Because the moral code is built for those who are inherently and instinctively driven by their conscience
which is something I have managed to obliterate from myself... completely
Redefining my world by invoking my allure
Improving perfection through destroying emotions
Redefining my world by invoking my allure
Taunting affection by enthroning myself, destroying all else - cracking my own self
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