Error minded.

As I go through life I only hope that I will fucking make it.
So many memories on my mind I just want to fucking forget 'em.
So much regret and sorrow and it'd eating me inside.
Now I wondered around town knowing that I'm not allowed to be outside.
But staring at the walls day to days made me crazy alright.
I called this bitch that I want to f*ck but she didn't answer my calls.
Crazed and psycho loneliness now im feel fucking lost!
I need to take the medication before I go kill somebody.
Call my plug and hit the spot and tell'em just take the fucking money.
I hit the sherm and let it roll my mind into time lapse illusion.
Im not thinking straight I'm all fucked up now im in a hallucination!
F*ck getting high it not that worth it now im seeing demons.
I heard them speak and try to reach to give me a reason.
Why how I should go and collect more souls to fill their evil desires.
I already know I'm going to hell so then let conspire.
There's a motherfucker I want to kidnap torture and kill.
He'll experienced the way the Triple Six's will.
I brand the sigil of my wrath to honor the demon Belial.
Now this track is underground it not for fucking radio.
I speak the words of the devil.
I am the fucking devil.
I am fucking terror.
The manifestation itself.
I am fucking twisted.
Evil minded wickedness.
I have no fucking weakness.
No room for weak mindfulness.
No remorse or thoughtfulness.
I only represent the Triple Six horrors and terror.
My life isbnot an error.
I endured all the horrors.
I want to feel your terror.
I find it as pleasure.
A terrible fucking pressure.
To go and be on a psychotic rage just let off the pressure.
The pressure of sin lust for blood just to kill another.