a perverse mind, with no remorse

frustrated boy, sexually repressed

confined into, his somber bedroom

with a computer, and tons of games



sheer violence, an obsession

potential murder, fake misanthrope

annihilation, of human race

a fantasy, through the games



[pre-chorus]

blood everywhere

no survivors

with cruelty

killing them all



virtual massacre [x2]



a peaceful burger, riddled with bullets

a football stadium, sprayed with napalm

the underground filled, with lethal gas

a supermarket, blown away



[pre-chorus]

blood everywhere

no survivors

with cruelty

killing them all



virtual massacre [x2]



virtual massacre [x2]



nobody knows, his identity

no need to worry, it is not real

a virtual game, but after all

he's got his hands, full of red blood