Travel paranoid

I travel in my paranoid illusions there is no more salvation wandering evil being loyal slave of darkness a manic depressive with appetite don't hold me anymore I'm crazy sick and paranoid what you don't know and that I am fascinated by death the dark room horror serial killers My drug world the store's pharmacy one on each corner the cocaine externalized me the worst of me I'm hated damn devil's henchman don't cross my path if you're fucked armed with 8 and homemade bombs the police won't catch me this time to jail I won't go back nor manicombio I'm sick and I want to eat your heart kill the illuminati and my pleasure worship satan the righteous god come universe enemies have a surprise divine anti peace sacrilegious and sacrifices we all pay the price bones of the trade yes i am villain and I don't lie I am who I am and I don't deceive shit keep your damn light of the inverted lie I don't submit to anything, not even in prison was I isolated from living together evil seen was bloodthirsty I don't have the suckers my psychological and imaginary