Like maggots to the host
Like rats to the under
He is foul

He wants to hurt you , Though doesn't deserve to
And the further you get is the closer you feel
His head is a mess , it's going to explode

His eyes are blind
His hands are tied
Driven by the will to eradicate , annihilate

He is the cause of man's dissolving evolution
He buys his " happiness "
With the deceased , it's all he has left

He says that it's the last time over and over again
Though the addiction to continue is salient
Twenty-four-carat will to ****