Silent

You no the people who sit in silence?
They tend to be the ones who turn to violence
I myself am one of those the temper-minded, who knows 
Maybe one day i'll inflict some pain
find some dictator to inconsequentially frame 
I mean, why should i take all the blame? 
Staggeringly aggressive thoughts
i tend to stay in my minds own plots
At least i know i'll never be caught
Sometimes i daydream of your slaughter
The beauty of it would be the martyr
That should satisfy some of the pain that is my desire

Some might say i'm sightly aggressive
and maybe even kind of possessive
its time you realize i'm impressive
my hits will continue to be concessive 
so don't even bother trying passive aggression
cause i'm beyond imperfection
Damnation won't ever fucking stop my sensation
from your immediate incarceration

Your fates becoming clear
Your fate is something to fear
Not only am i doing this with a beer
but your life is anything but dear
i cant wait to watch as my blade sears
so i can drink up all your tears
and spit them in your fucking face
Its time you learn your place
cause your anything but good taste

My steps aren't stopping pace
this death shall be our race
Just another craze i'll face before i blaze
to go into a place where butchering is the only antidote for suffering
Fuck i just need to hear you scream
Rip away your ligaments from the seam,
and watch as all your precious crimson streams
taste just like ecstasy from my dream