Men heap together the mistakes of their lives,
and create a monster they call destiny.
Growing inside since we're born

with glacial eyes and breath of death
every time we close our eyes, at any time, we hear its whispers
every $#&@ing night


Do you wanna see the monster?
Do you wanna see the monster in me?


his anger is me, and I am his greed.
He's feeding of hatred and hypocrisy, with smiles of blood

slowly becoming a part of the whole,
he's getting stronger.


why can't you feel it?

No refuge from the inner monster


Growing inside since we're born
with glacial eyes and breath of death

the end is one day closer for each day of silence
in the era of dumbs


I refuse to ignore the carnage
I refuse to bow my head
I refuse to let him live.