Kill it now, end it now
Still holding hands but afraid to jump
Sickened, so fucking sick of it
On her back nothing more than a lump
I can’t be sorry for something
I never approved of in the first place
But still

I cry my eyes out
Everytime I see the damage in your face
The numbness has come, but the feeling’s never gone
Hatred for the human race

Determined to terminate
Every step out of line is a step down the grave
Dictatorship of motherly wrath
The path I dream of
Everyday

Make it real, to this I appeal
Bring down the fucking steel
Hell is not a place
Is the way you make me feel