Texas Torture Video (MV)

My hunger for violence grows quickly
My head pounds from the hate inside
Don't scream just yet
I haven't even got inside your head

I'm desperate to feel your fingers dig into my skin
Show me the true f*cking face of fear

As I come to grip my reality
Misery takes me in and holds me tightly
Smothering my sense of feelings
All I feel is hate
I feel the need for bloodshed

F*ck you, bitch

Soon to bury you under the scorching sun
Pest, I will erase your mess
I will spill out your insides
You will rot away

My hunger for violence grows quickly
My head pounds from the hate inside
Take your final breath
Look into my eyes and see that I'm dead inside

Your hollowed out body lays at my feet
Texas Torture