Under the Rug Songtext
von Azelma

My hate is the dusk of my faith
Vanishing pretense of tolerance
Is getting thinner and thinner
As days goes by
A deep feeling forms
In my blackening heart
I become a raging being
No sympathy
For your kind in my mind
You′ll pay the price


Someday you'll hear some reports
Of the day I′ve lost it all
Why can't I be content for once
I just ask too rip your guts apart
Smash your headless corpse
I'll be the happiest man
You′ll ever meet
If I could turn you into
Pieces of lifeless meat

Hide hate under the rug
Behold my own fear of a cell
Criminal intents leading to seclusion

You know my deepest fantasies
Are not made of glitters
Or shiny jewelry
I solely desire
An ideal world
Where I could content
My killing spree
No prisons
To stop me
Nobody to judge me
I could end your irksome existence

Hide hate under the rug
Behold my own fear of a cell
Hide hate under the rug
Criminal intents leading to seclusion