Going Going Gone

A straight razor and a flick of the wrist

Brass knuckles and a willing fist

A big knife and a little scream

They do wonders for my self-esteem

Warm blood and a cold embrace

The catch is better than the chase

They all ask why

I'm doing this

Violence is bliss

Chorus: What you see

All I know to be

Is a madman out on a killing spree

One thing

I say I did it all my way

Gave rise to the dawn of the dying age

When I feel the urge

And it's tarting to surge

Soon I'm blowing like an atom bomb

When you comprehend

Your life's coming to an end

I'm going, going, going, going, gone

Two things that

I can't ignore

Dark nights and an unlocked door

I get the feeling and

I follow through

I get high like

I'm sniffing glue

It's time to let the games commence

This really helps my self-confidence

Blood orgy for the hedonist

Violence is bliss

Repeat chorus

I never leave any telltale traces

Only fear frozen on dead faces

An orgasm of depravity

It's the best kind of therapy

I always flee the scene of the crime

No victims, left to drop the dime

So many lives yet to be dismissed

Violence is bliss