Going Going Gone

A straight razor and a flick of the wrist
 Brass knuckles and a willing fist
 A big knife and a little scream
 They do wonders for my self-esteem
 Warm blood and a cold embrace
 The catch is better than the chase
 They all ask why I'm doing this
 Violence is bliss
 Chorus:
 What you see
 All I know to be
 Is a madman out on a killing spree
 One thing I say
 I did it all my way
 Gave rise to the dawn of the dying age
 When I feel the urge
 And it's tarting to surge
 Soon I'm blowing like an atom bomb
 When you comprehend
 Your life's coming to an end
 I'm going, going, going, going, gone
 Two things that I can't ignore
 Dark nights and an unlocked door
 I get the feeling and I follow through
 I get high like I'm sniffing glue
 It's time to let the games commence
 This really helps my self-confidence
 Blood orgy for the hedonist
 Violence is bliss
 Repeat chorus
 I never leave any telltale traces
 Only fear frozen on dead faces
 An orgasm of depravity
 It's the best kind of therapy
 I always flee the scene of the crime
 No victims, left to drop the dime
 So many lives yet to be dismissed
 Violence is bliss