Bloodsimple
Текст песни Red Harvest

How many people can I hate in my mind
With an intention of murder
Have the people fear me
The people bleeding

Once they're conditioned it's easy to provoke aggression
This premonition is evil
Killing begets more killing
The blood lust begins

What kind of visions can I build in my mind
To harvest the hearts of the people
To create the fever you need a reason

Take it
Feel it
You freak
I feel I'm breaking down