Lletres: Poison Idea. Pick Your King. Pure Hate.

Don't get paid, shave my head,
Wear a smile for those who are saved,
Buried in my palms a nail,
Burning in my souls a hell,
Look in my heart see the pain,
Look in my brain see the hate, its pure,
Lost direction sold my mind,
Erase all thoughts to keep hate pure,
Following the mindless driven by hate,
I know whats coming and I cant wait,
Look me in the eyes and I'll be gone