Bog-Morok - Systematic Hate

Look at me, i am not what you think of me
Deep inside my mind there's nothing wrong
I believe
When it's tired when it sleeps i am fine at all
But in a moment it wakes up and i lose control
Stay away don't get closer i can bring you harm
Better think of yourself and raise alarm
That's the moment i need to unchain my hate
When I'm back it will be too late

I am sorry my love turns to hate
I'll ne back but i will be too late

Any motion or word may awaken this beast
So my consciousness is covered with blackened mist
I can force you to do things you never new
You may plead you may cry but there is no cure

I am sorry my love turns to hate
I'll ne back but i will be too late

Innocent people full of evil
Kind and nice they wear disguise
Innocent people hiding their evil
Falling in crisis they are full of surprises