My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult

Badlife



He talks in his sleep to the Ultra Violet Kind

He stalks to the beat in a violent state of time



He's the babble of badlife, words are words

no matter how you pay the price



He'll castrate your soul

and penetrate your mind

Fear his Fire eyes burnin'



Spirits are never destroyed

Fear his Fire eyes burnin'

Lost forever in the void

Fear his Fire eyes burnin'



He feeds on the loveless

in his sorid silent crime