Gather all my sick deeds 
And [bad word] the perfect madness 
All are bound by my orders beggin' me to make it ...stop! 

Assigned to create the perfect kill 
Assigned to create the perfect chaos 
machine in the art that perfects my dominion 

Keep praying for a second flood 
I lost my faith on my way down 
While you're gettin' [bad word] by God 
This [bad word] will be my own 

(when I arise) 
I will rise ...again! 

I got 'em all chased up in my corner 
I'll feed 'em with a bit of me 
While laughing at their cries I wonder... 
will my mind ever be owned by me again? 

So far, so good, so [bad word] what? 
Time to erase it all 
It's round one and you're all falling 
beggin' me to make it ...stop! 

Assigned to create 
Assigned to create the kills 
machine in the art of total death 

I'll try to bleach your blood 
Lead the race all the way down 
but I won't give up my call 
This [bad word] will be my own 

(when I arise) 
I will rise ...again! 

I got 'em all chased up in my corner 
I'll feed 'em with a bit of me 
While laughing at their cries I wonder... 
will my mind ever be owned by me again 
Without me knowing got 'em trapped in the corner 
I fed 'em with a bit of me 
Still laughing at their cries I wonder... 
will my mind ever be owned by me again? 

It's time to tear it down, erase it all 
and this time for ever 
It's time to celebrate 
this new wave of chaos (chaos, chaos) 

We will arise (arise) ...again! 

Without me knowing got 'em trapped in the corner 
I fed 'em with a bit of me (a bit of me) 
Still laughing at their cries I wonder... 
Will my mind ever be owned by me again? 
Will my mind ever be owned by me again?