I need to kill, I need to maim
I need to slay, I need to rape
I need to torture and taste your blood
To be closer to god
Defile the body and split the skin
Macabre slaughter, act so grim
Suffer my pleasures, a wicked sin
Yet I'm a saint in the eyes of my god
Warfiend!
I am neither dead or alive
A wraith of obliteration
Purging my pain in extreme measures
Hear me out, I'll tell it aloud
I need to feed my lust for violence
That craving passion inside
I need the means to end your days
To make the voices go away
Warfiend
Warfiend
I need to ease my burning pain
I'll take your soul
Compelled to reach a mental high
You will die
I am warfiend
Product of hatred and greed
I am warfiend
Product of hatred and greed
Warfiend...

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