Chorea - "Perversion of Hate"
Blood thirst from the heart, 3rd degree so dark
Passion with each strike, give thanks for the life

Happy Birthday Demon Parade

The glass not half full, Fortune for the fool
Contrast to delight, Give thanks for the life

Shrapnel confetti rains down and perforates your wings

Evil instinct overrides, Challenge sides in hopes to die
The pulse electrified, Circadian rhythms
Welcoming to your doom [Welcoming home for you]

One more for the road, Excess to unfold
Sleepless in the night, Ridicule the life

Happy Birthday Demon Parade

The vast, not enough, Skin cold to the touch
Split of the tongue-lash, Drown in your skin bath

Happy Birthday Demon Parade

Hold fort, Misjudging the level
Walk unconscious
Oh lord, It must be the devil
Stirring up ****

Control order tyrant of the mood
Euphoria, the height understood
Control order specter of the heart
Compulsiveness, the human art

Blood we drink, Flesh we eat
Curse the eyes, curse deceit
Sanguis bibimus, Corpus edimus

That demon climbed from me, From the shadows
Deep within for human skin, To feast