To the world around he was the perfect person This secret rage can't be controlled Planning for an alibi he then starts rehearsing A human bomb just waiting to explode Self-inflicted wounds On left to recover Life he has consumed Slaughtered the dreams of others Planning a killing spree Victim of a conspiracy? Rearranging with a knife Getting bored with his current life Greed before despair suspicion starts to grow His life was spared for this he does not know Slaughtered the dreams of others Screams filled the air there was no way to help The ones he mourns he killed himself On left to recover Life he has consumed Self-inflicted wounds Planning a killing spree Victim of a conspiracy