As you become my next victim
That of death, and domination
You will soon see my developed system
I have called the supreme art of derangement
I control you
Waiting, hunting, so patiently
You're like a child, so naive to the fact
That I will strip you of life
Your ignorance is so pathetic
Strategically, to my advantage
In these depths that I call my mind
Desensitized to the fact that you are now dead
You lay there calm and quiet
So serene and tranquil, still
I am your blood, I am your rupture
I am your dominion
I am your suffering
You have since expired, but who is really truly dead
I, I am your power, I am your God
Dictating your actions, I am your only light
All hope, of us escaping, is completely gone
Come with me my children, don't forget you chose this
I control your life now, I have since perfected..
The supreme deed, the supreme need
Supreme art of derangement
Why can't I see, how can't I see?
That it is I, who is deranged
I cannot see, how could it be
Since it is I who perfected
The supreme deed, the supreme need,
The supreme art of derangement!
