The ruiner

Bad Vibrations for my wishes
Turned stimulation into injury
I cannot keep relaxed to think
I can't even stand free

Sick situation anguish frustration
Defeat of the feeble falling on my knees
Mentality afflicted by stupidity
Salvation to you will never seem to be
Addicted creation deceased feat
Infected greed from head to feet
Bastard fool I hope to see
You burn in hell as a gift from me
Beneath your skin no blood will leave
You're nothing searching for a real thing
For all around smashing me with your poor Ill mentality
Full of blame
Guilt and shame
Coward son of hypocrisy
Ever saying what you don't know
Stupid you're lost in your own world.