Hell's son, lone rebel Stone heart, no shadow The pain plays a part inside my habitat My dark emotions become leaders of the pack No fun, I don't spare no Taste your blood, fuck you like an animal Beg on your knees my baby, there's no need to cry My halo is long gone, desecrated in a lie No no no! Most hallowed true terror superstar No no no! The horror! The snarling deuce Reservoir The only thing they can get me for is running a funeral parlor without a fucking license Oh God, how I wish to be normal, no more pain, no more sorrow But my prayers never seem to fucking arrive! It ain't my fault if these people deserve some pity or evil, who am I to be their judge? The need to hunt, the need to thrill, the need to fuck, the need to kill It's all inside and I can't simply just let it go! You better not get in my way! I'll be your doom, I'll be your fright! I'll be the bitch who takes your fucking life! No no no! Most hallowed true terror superstar No no no! The horror! The snarling deuce Reservoir Beg on your knees, please, please You'll be my fucking masterpiece This ain't no fiction, no, it's freakshow baby No one can tame me cause bitch, I'm a killing machine Plasma! Plasma! Plasma!