Pure Lyrics

911, what is your emergency?

Three... three people

Three people

Ma'am what's the problem, are you injured?

Three people... three people are dead

Did you say dead?

I... killed... them... send the police

Ma'am excuse me, who did you kill?

I killed everyone

In a cold, dark night I fear if I'll ever see the sunlight rise again

Where the hate will erase all delight

Where despair is ascending

Tonight mercy will pass by, tonight I'll die, nowhere to hide

I grab my Kalashnikov, I grab my Balaclava

I load the magazine and fill whiskey in my jar

I walk into the crowd and I'm starting to feel cold

Never really appreciated my Aripiprazol

So pure, my bullets shed through all the ignorant hearts

I'll kill in the name of my inner demons

Their blood will mark my name in eternity

A mangy death shall be their destiny

My guts start to hurt while I start to lurk

Got my gasoline with me

My mind's like a curse

No priest in the world can now unconvince me

I hold the AK ready, the magazine's nearly empty

People are running, now there are nearly twenty

They're trying to escape, I'll murder, I'll rape

Fuck your lies, fuck your christ, I'll only leave with filthy, bloody shapes

So pure... so pure