Intro:

I keep erm...Hearing these voices in my head and... I can't control them. They just tell me to do things and I have to do them. It's just... crazy.


First Verse:


Welcome to my dungeon / I'm high off of something / You can sense me I'm pungeont /
Coming in thumping / Punching til your brain doesn't function / Like my name Dolph... Lundgren /
Smack you with a bludgeon / Eat your girl for luncheon / I'm just outside of London /

Talking nonsense / Getting up to mischief / A satanistic ballistic twisted misfit /
Make you wish that / you never existed / Got my fists clenched / Better keep your distance /
Before this bullet's dispensed / Drugs in my system / I'm all up in your business/

You $#&@ing dip%#@!s / Running with my wrists slit / And a slipped disc /
I'm bandaged up / A manic $#&@ / Don't panic !@#% / I won't leave you badly damaged /
I can barely manage / I'm barely standing / I'm not that scary dammit / Plus I'm bout to vanish.


Second Verse:


My minds destroyed / I keep hearing a noise / A loud deep voice / That I try to avoid /
It's telling me to do things / And I've got no choice / I keep getting these mood swings /
The room spins / It's like I'm conscious / But I'm not tuned in /

I awake in darkness / Switch on the light. Blood trail on my carpet /
Follow it up / It leads to the bathroom / I see a carcass / In the bath /
And I just start barfing / Can't stop throwing up / The head's opened up /

And I've just noticed I'm soaked in blood / Why am I like this? / Why can't I fight this? /
Try to understand how bad the freight is / Then the voice came back /
"Silence. Start causing voilence" / This time I ignored it and grabbed the pistol /

Any last words? / "I'm gonna miss you". **Gunshot!**