Puncture Festival Lyrics

What is this lust
That provokes me so
Lusting for what?
Shuffling through sins that I forgot

Through overwhelming times…
It’s darkness I must find
An innocence to kill
A need to be fulfilled

Where is this satisfaction?
Flirtations prone to anger
These torrents suck me under
I’ve sorted through the symptoms
Now I must find a victim
To prove this all to myself

Through many one I will find
For the infliction in the mind
Mere visions turning me on
So now the stalking begins
Soon she’ll know where it ends
The thrill is burning in my skin
Choking on screams as
I smear her blood
On my face

A walk alone in the dark
Will be her last living mark
Upon this earth breathing and warm

Orgiastic pleasures sought out with the intent to kill
Sexual desire, gratified by my free will
Maybe she was a rehearsal
For this has no reversal