Parricide

Nan and pa
Are gone
Holding hands
Arms blown off
Their fate, it's too late
Your loss, my hate

Ashamed of the horrors I've done
The pieces lay strewn
The people they judge
But I know what I had to do

The shock, the fear
Fill the homes of what is unseen
Blood soaked hallways
Fill my dreams

Can't shake this feeling anymore
All I know is I need more

Can't shake this feeling anymore
All I know is I need more

Tell me it's wrong, they can't be heard
Driven to this point of no return
Easy to say for civilized minds
Who wretch and claw against mankind
Murder
Hunger
Fear
Unite, divide and drive

Nan and pa are gone
Arms blown off
It's their fate
Your loss my hate, it's too late

Their money gives reason to let them live
Sucking out what's left to give
You wouldn't care if they live or die
A man of profit is a man of lies"