Hysteria

Witnessing you die is vivid proof that I'm alive
And what's the point of life
With no control of the fates of sinners or saints?
I'd rather kill a thousand times than suffer or sacrifice
Dispel the burden
My sense of guilt is pacified by urges and appetites
To feast, to purge, to unload

Who among you crave the hunt?
To rage, to slaughter open eyes

Why are you afraid to comply?
Let the beast drag you down
Under its' spell tonight
Don't you go failing me now
If I recall it, I own you

Plea to a crowd of voyeurs tonight, extol what they seek
A fool cowered down in ruin

Who among you deprave the hunter?

Why are you afraid to comply?
Let the beast drag you down
Under its' spell tonight
Don't you go failing me now
If I recall it I own you