Torque - Shooter

My shuttered eyes a reflect from sound
Inside my head it's going down
So many times I've walked this course
Turns out the same just like before
I love your pain when what's done is done
But I never see 'cause I turn and run

Feel the lust burning inside
Taking out some motherfuckers tonight
You're feeling the pain
I make it so far from real
You're dying, the pain
Is something that you need to feel

I'm drugged inside and feeling sick
I lurk in nothing just keeping hid
A mass abortion of what you adore You fuck with me and I'll severe the cord!
The thrill, the kill, the lead of intent
Direct from me 'cause I'm so fucking bent

Like creeps with bricks and fuck your brains
These dogs on chains I wrap around your necks
I strangle life from rage just kicked with hate
The faggots of the day, as I so proudly say
Just struggle for me, struggle for me... STRUGGLE!!
To feed my wild craze I hammer back and blow your ass away!

I've talked with Christ some thousand times
Just never seem to get it right
I scream for peace inside of the sin
The fuckin' rape that lets me in
A constant lie that keeps me on track
As I shoot you in your fucking back