My Sickness Starts To Fill
(Verse 1: AngryWolf)
Walk up a silent hill
Kill, kill, kill, kill
Chill, chill, thrill, thrill
Drill, drill, drill, drill
Blood still can spill
My sickness starts to fill
Mentally ill, I need some pill
Do everything against my will
(Verse 2: AngryWolf)
Heart's blood is distilled
Something I can fulfil
(Verse 3: Angrywolf)
Overkill, overkill
Roadkill, roadkill