Bringing ecstasy to your brain
Fucking with your cells
Plague of the streets
Death is the only thing you'll greet
An explosive cocktail that carries lots of poisons in your veins
A will to conceal the deepest issues
Your body slowly decays
Synthetic drug
A shining crystal meth
Getting high as a fucking kite
A violent mood now floods your mind
Possessed with murderous drives
Everything I crave for is this xenometh
That deadly stuff will explode my head
Like a blaster shot
Never have I tasted a drug this good in this entire galaxy
I cannot stop
Memories of what seems to be alternate lives
Flash before my eyes
Anomalies in the nervous system
My obsession for killing grows
I get high alone
As the skies turn to red
My heart races
As I vaporize this homeless lad
It seems that I can't silence the voices
The mind dies before the impulses
I need more drugs
I need more corpses
I need them all to perish
This night ends within destruction
I need more corpses
I need them all to perish
