Tired

Tired, killing, hurting, cutting,
Bang Bang goes the loud noise again,
From the place of dark and hatred,
Again and again,
I can't stop myself,
Death to one and all,
Equal opprotunity we must each go,
How to go from here and there,
Dark shooting and killing of death,
No light must shine on this place,
Dark in my heart of hearts to kill,
One, two, three your dead too,
But how is this,
I am supposed to be good,
Rip her clothes and spread her legs,
To what would you do to get this darkness out,
Once and for all I pounce on you,
Every ounce of my evil forming at once,
Make her cheat, make him steal,
Kill all in my way in the most sadistic means,
Smoke that bong and breath in,
Go numb and don't worry about after these,
If in hell you reside then what such matters now,
If heaven begs you to repent you shall do what you must,
If you are reincarnated to a snail anyway what matters now,
Just do what must be done,
It hurts so bad and feels so good,
Everything that tastes good is bad for you,
One must show the racking pain of feelings,
Even death upon life is a pain in the ass,
Although you might feel it one day,
We all must pass that doorway into the dark,
To see the other side you must live today,
Even if killing is your only option,
Even if bringing life back to your dead is a must,
What to do what to do in this dreams world of death and decay,
Ouch it hurts so much kill it now...