Pathogen - Made Of Hate

You think I’m twisted minded?

My life’s screwed up from the top?

You’re just afraid to confront me

But I tell you: let it be!

Maybe I’m darkly dreaming

Forgetting who I am

Trying to cope with this world

But will I?

I’m here to feel that I’m alive

I’m here to feed my inner hunger

For some I’m just an assassin

Searching for victim to be

Hidden and leaning from darkness

I’m ready to hit!

In shadow I’m behind you

With a blade in my hand

I’m getting closer and closer

It’s now!