The blood is the cure
Only grip, Only wish
Taken from the body
Alive or not makes no difference
I try to save me
In a way that is not mine
I kill people
To survive

Massacring people
My heart is torn
The blood is the cure
But not the means
Agonizing screams
Following the blow of the knife
I drink the blood
Which comes from wounds

Save me
From this pain
Cure my illness

I do not want to die
But my salvation is oppressive
I kill others to save me
Only glimmer of salvation

Repulsive smell of blood
Stops me thinking
The hand is moved only
By spirit of survival
My soul is corrupt
My sin is terrifying
But I don't have to worry
Cause my fate is sealed

A being depraved
This is what I am
No mercy, no remorse
No desire to help others
When they see me coming
Like a priest on an altar
They realize their destiny
And close their eyes

Save me
From this pain
Cure my illness

I do not want to die
But my salvation is oppressive
I kill others to save me
Only glimmer of salvation

Blood becomes my drug
Killing becomes my work
I love more and more
The flesh tearing to pieces
I'm known as a killer
A plague that spreads death
But I was like them
A poor man who feared for life

What I've become?
A bearer of decay
ùWhat once I shrank
Now is what gives me satisfaction
Culling my victims of their life
Of their decency
An angel of death
A fallen angel

Save me
From this pain
Cure my illness

I do not want to die
But my salvation is oppressive
I kill others to save me
Only glimmer of salvation