Therapy Through Catastrophe

The consequences of my actions now lay before me 
There are no words to describe this putrid mess 
This [bad word] waste 
My hatred burns like Hell itself 
With the blood on my hands 
With the blood on these [bad word] walls 
Every [bad word] will know my name 
I search deep inside you 
Maybe there I can find a shred of worth 
Anything beyond your rotting flesh 
I've spent every waking moment dreaming of this reality 
How can I be this [bad word] [bad word]  
Driving my fist into the ruination that once was your face 
Is therapudic 
Through this I realize 
Through this I realize 
[bad word] does not deserve a second chance 
They are just [bad word] waste 
The process begins with the memory of what I once was 
What [bad word] weakness 
No longer displayed 
I have become the unholy visage 
Of the creator 
This world is coming to an end 
I am Hell 
I am your [bad word] hell 
Your suffering is my greatest pleasure 
I dreaming or am I living the dream? 
My passion is my greatest strength 
And hatred is my fuel 
I dreaming or am I living the dream? 
I dreaming or am I living the dream? 
I dreaming or am I living the dream? 
I dreaming or am I living the dream?