Impulsive

My eyes blinded by corruption
Dark face surrounds my presence
Ripping my mind apart
My arms tied up by ignorance
Stimulating my weak bloodflow
My fiction remains rejected

I won´t look upon the enemy
His reflections I cherish
I won´t disrespect the elder
Wisdom is in my lead
In silence I will infiltrate
Stroke my hand on his soul

Who am I, who am I
What am I
Who´s to blame, I am
Coldhearted, furious, insane

Who am I, who am I
What am I
Who is to blame, I am
Coldhearted, furious, insane

I march
I seal your fate
No mercy for your hate

Confront me
Eye for an eye
We roar
My trust is pain
That I embrace
I release my sins
When I spill your blood

Chaos all around me
Deep inside I feel relief
Ripping my mind apart
My arms tied up by ignorance
Stimulating my weak bloodflow
My fiction remains rejected

Who am I, who am I
What am I
Who´s to blame, I am
Coldhearted, furious, insane

Who am I, who am I
What am I
Who is to blame, I am
Coldhearted, furious, insane

Who am I
What am I
Who´s to blame
Coldhearted, furious, insane