Rotten psyche, what I have done?
What I can do now it's time
Tomorrow comes, summer again
Butcher in me, kills for fun
How can I be the bad part of me
What can I do to get free?
Holding an instrument to satisfy his lust
I'm innocent, it kills me
Confused mind
Confused mind
He commits suicide break his mind
When he dies, my life is damned sure
A mind confused I feel so slow
Cause that's the only thing I can do
I'm taking the knife to finish my life
But this strange feeling comes up again
This evil lust takes over me
The butcher, the winner again
Confused mind
Confused mind
Through the backstreet of the town
His steps are clanging
Now he's only an old imagine
In his hand a blade of solid steel
Now its the time you've got it to feel
