[music: furni 9/98] [lyrics: dave rotten] a perverse mind, with no remorse frustrated boy, s**ually 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 k**ing them all virtual ma**acre [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 k**ing them all virtual ma**acre [x2] virtual ma**acre [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