Letra de Grotesque
Monstrous My thoughts Revolting visions, carnage Bloodbath My dream Gore soaked My hands Hallucination, or real I wield The bladeGrotesque... mind... grotesqueVisions Murder See myself slashing, the throats Victims My friends Horror My crimes Fiendish memory, did I Kill them I must knowDid I kill them?Life long friend Cut off his headHow can this be I butchered them, Why would I slaughter them? Who gave me this knife to kill them With, how could I chop them up?Survey my massacre Fragments of my comrades carpet The ground below I want to escape Stab myself suicide wake me up set me freeGrotesque... mind... grotesqueDid I kill them? Did I kill them?