Gore What for Macabre Wastelands Sicknesses are rising from the underground One man's massacre for one's entertainment Some may put their ratings on the television But you cannot censor the imagination [CHORUS] Suffering for fantasy Keeps me wondering if we'll ever see A sound mind for reality To discern our dark allusions from insanity Gore - what for Macabre - wastelands in your soul Images of torture te replace the pain Many can't control promiscuity Fade away the youth - innocence decays The dark fruits of sin - mocking undertones