Whitechapel - Breeding Violence

Fuck this life Bereft of free will Once a man now a beast, an abomination Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me Nameless No family to call my own Helpless Nobody to save me now Hopeless Could there be light beyond this hell I call home Could there be light beyond this hell I call home Hate, war Slowly becoming what I can only think about My dungeon reeks of all the decomposing flesh of what seems to be Heroes come and gone, slaughtered with no remorse Innocent blood I crave No sanity is found in me No sanity found No sanity found Bereft of free will Once a man now a beast, an abomination Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me Human flesh enters the chamber Emotionless, my meal a delicacy in this place The chamber doors close, my mind corrodes This seems to be a diabolical plan for extinction This is pure hatred Nameless No family to call my own Helpless Nobody to save me now Hopeless Could there be light beyond this hell I call home Could there be light beyond this hell I call home By the hands of an unknown lord I am the highest threat to the future of mortality This is pure fucking hatred