I suffer from a singularity, a split split identity
Of a peaceful kind дare my one self, the other self a different kind
Terror, terror (x4)
Nдare the night falls wakes he who is hardly a man of peace
With wild dreams like an animal of ruler's blood by nature
That fills me with a thought that I play with sometimes
It includes Ñ Power and weapons In my hand
That's what I want to hear singing
To my choice of music
And if I don't hear singing then I want to hear screaming< br/>Terror, terror (x2)
He hides when the day dawns but remains дndе and smoldering
He burns in me and to that end he always succeeds come out
Terror, terror (x2)
A great man with a life's mission a giganticomaniac vision
He was struggling after defeat before my good, pious self
Dе is filled me of a thought that I play with sometimes
It involves Ñზverеµld and weapons In my hand
Dдare I want to see you dance to my choice of music
And the one who doesn't dance shall fе become a beautiful corpse
Terror, terror (x7)