Demonic Art Songtext
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Demonic Art Songtext
Trying to find the right reason to go on
Pleasure or fear
All these wounds I created
Will they be suppressed?
Is there a way to finish my work of art
Will I find the pieces to accomplish my work
When imprisoned there is nothing but time
Carefully plan my next exhibition of flesh
Resurrect the sadistic creature within
Rise from the ashes of humiliation
I might be limited in here (in here)
But my mind is outside
Harvesting the souls of the weak (the weak)
Get rid of this human waste
I′m now in a position
Where I control my own universe
Bow before me your superiority
I stand above the symbolic prey
I'll free them from their meaningless lives
They have to be avenged
For ignoring their existence
Not having visions of their own
I′m insulted for being part of a species
That doesn't strive for its maximum capacity
I might be limited in here (in here)
But my mind is outside
Harvesting the souls of the weak (the weak)
Get rid of this human waste
You seek remorse
But you encountered the wrong one
Time to fulfill
This mission of demonic art
Time to fulfill
This mission
Of demonic art
Is there a way to finish my work of art
Will I find the pieces to accomplish my work
When imprisoned there is nothing but time
Carefully plan my next exhibition of flesh
Resurrect the sadistic creature within
Rise from the ashes of humiliation
I might be limited in here (in here)
But my mind is outside
Harvesting the souls of the weak (the weak)
Get rid of this human waste
I might be limited in here (in here)
But my mind is outside
Harvesting the souls of the weak (the weak)
Get rid of this human waste
Pleasure or fear
All these wounds I created
Will they be suppressed?
Is there a way to finish my work of art
Will I find the pieces to accomplish my work
When imprisoned there is nothing but time
Carefully plan my next exhibition of flesh
Resurrect the sadistic creature within
Rise from the ashes of humiliation
I might be limited in here (in here)
But my mind is outside
Harvesting the souls of the weak (the weak)
Get rid of this human waste
I′m now in a position
Where I control my own universe
Bow before me your superiority
I stand above the symbolic prey
I'll free them from their meaningless lives
They have to be avenged
For ignoring their existence
Not having visions of their own
I′m insulted for being part of a species
That doesn't strive for its maximum capacity
I might be limited in here (in here)
But my mind is outside
Harvesting the souls of the weak (the weak)
Get rid of this human waste
You seek remorse
But you encountered the wrong one
Time to fulfill
This mission of demonic art
Time to fulfill
This mission
Of demonic art
Is there a way to finish my work of art
Will I find the pieces to accomplish my work
When imprisoned there is nothing but time
Carefully plan my next exhibition of flesh
Resurrect the sadistic creature within
Rise from the ashes of humiliation
I might be limited in here (in here)
But my mind is outside
Harvesting the souls of the weak (the weak)
Get rid of this human waste
I might be limited in here (in here)
But my mind is outside
Harvesting the souls of the weak (the weak)
Get rid of this human waste
Writer(s): Christofer Erik Einar Malmstroem, Peter Karl Wildoer, Klas Ideberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

