I'm Not Happy '94

I'm getting between your nerves like leprosy Using mental salacity, my treachery trenches over centuries I never meant to be reincarnated Matter of fact if it was up to me I wish that I had never been created The twigging swords hoards up in presto-boards walking through forbidden Doors and then with inside of the walls People grimace when they witness business of the bloody instance So keep your distance, the smell of bodies is covered by incense I show no mercy blood splats up on my hockey jersey Similar to fusiscions in rooms of emergency So fuck the gats I'll rather hit you with the axe Laugh while your skull cracks but I'm still not happy (Chorus X2) "All I really want is to be happy To find a love that's mine would be so sweet" I'm turning red blood cells into dead blood cells Using microscopic utensils within your entrails Pushing the limit of your chromo sols Sitting on the throne made of human bones talking of mice up in a phone I walk alone into pandemonium diarising plutonium To build a bigger better stronger weapon I sense the presence of great evil So I erase and train every bit of the pabblesource conceivable Reading about the beginning of ending I'm sending the crucifier tending to your soul chrome accier Within the fire I eulogise planets term in demise Stealing energies and sending up, the planet dies And nothing could ever really make me give a fuck about Anything you care about so why even bother The blood I spill could fill the entire New York harbour So hang the Holy Father and light the candle lava (Chorus X2) I'm still be killing myself to live right Could it even be it to explain the effects of the drugs on my brain? Nothing positive could influence the truth I take I'm dripping by the leg and dipody I instigate Without a doubt the bloody body count increases. It falls to pieces My mouth releases terminal diseases And everywhere you look there's another dead fucking schnook Hanging from a bloody meat hook I always keep a smile on my face So I can hide what's really going on inside of my mind I feel nothing and therefore I am nothing I pry for on your suffering and there's nothing that makes you feel happy (Chorus X2)