Baskadia

Like a drug, so irresistible

The rush, the release, the heat

I thought I could stop whenever I wanted

Oh, was I wrong

1 turned to 2, which turned to 3, 4

You can't stop

It consumes deep inside you

The most primal, the most

Carnal, the most real

It's inside everyone,

You are just too

Weak to see

This void inside my body

That needs to be filled

Death

Death is life

Everything I do is to serve life

By becoming death

Immersing myself in it

My craving to kill

Our craving to kill

We all feel it,

But you are too scared

To act upon it

"Monsters" they call us, not even human

But,

How could such a beautiful,

Natural thing be so detested

The weak

The frightened

Must be conquered

Only the worthy

Deserving of the blood

The heat, the essence of

One being taken by another

You can't stop once you start

The desire grows

The need to cleanse

The need to consume

It is true love

It is true life

The love of death and murder

To be drenched in blood