Ain't It Sad

I was born by a virgin
My father was the divine light
Raised to turn the other cheek
But things didn't turn out quite right

I'm on fire, splitting the frames
Don't get too close, don't feed the flames
I can't hold back the growing rage
Backing out of this damn cage

Drill
For the thrill
Hear it humming
In your brain
Kill
Blood will spill
Feel me coming
Shooting pain

Sharpening the axe, changing my looks
I make my way into history books
Changing my name, quitting the rut
A chapter written in cold blood

Drill
For the thrill
Hear it humming
In your brain
Kill
Blood will spill
Feel me coming
Shooting pain
Again

Dad, ain't it sad?
Mum concieved scum
The hate is rising inside of me
Tonight i'll set it free

Pissing on satan, fucking with god
A trail of victims left to rot
If i can't be lord of creation
I'll be the master of damnation

Drill
For the thrill
Hear it humming
In your brain
Kill
Blood will spill
Feel me coming
Shooting pain