You cannot deny it
You're instinctively violent
When something else suffers it's pleasure to you
Like watching it dying
While screaming in panic
The last thing that it is still able to do
You
Feeding the demon that's inside of you
(Inside of you)
Your primal instinct tells you what to do
(What to do)
By always watching someone else get hurt
(Get hurt)
You slowly reach the point of no return
(There's no return)
Oh
Violence
Violence
(Violence)
Violence
Violence
(Violence)
Oh
You have to admit
You like throats to be slit
As the blood gushes forward you feel sickening bliss
Dead bodies distorted
By the deeds of perverted
The sight of this crime scene is something you'll miss
You
Feeding the demon that's inside of you
(Inside of you)
Your primal instinct tells you what to do
(What to do)
By always wallowing yourself in dirt
(In dirt)
You've finally reached the point of no return
(There's no return)
No return
Violence
Violence
(Violence)
Violence
Violence
(Violence)
Oh
Violence
Violence
(Violence)
Violence
Violence
(Violence)
Oh