Skin Turning Grey

As I look at the spree
And my brain is trying to feel
Compassion, it's not for me
I'm drowning in obscurity

Skin turning grey

Consuming my feelings
Inside this lovely passion
Voices inside my head
In my mind you're already dead
Watch the demons rip your body
In your slow bloody death
My ego grows bigger
And your pain is my salvation

Gripping your neck
Dig in my nails
Skin turning grey
Skin turning grey

As you mould away
Death comes as a fantastic relief
As you drift away
No more pain when you have passed the gate

As you start to decay
All my problems flee away
When you passed the last gate
I'm released from all my hate
As I look at the spree
And my brain is trying to feel
Compassion, it's not for me
My mind is fucked

Gripping your neck
Dig in my nails
Skin turning grey
Skin turning grey