Like a b**h, 'cause he's the son of Like a girl which is split in her face Like a boy who looks like ...like the lives he's throwing away Mortal rapture - Running amok Listen to the voices in my ears in my head And do what they want - to k** Running amok Keep your brain with the nails in your head Like a beast like a murder in a bloody rage Take your gun and destroy what you hate Take the life of the innocents and enjoy Free your mind, and you do what you want Go ahead to destroy, feel the evil inside I take you back to the mind of a child And forget what you've seen in the horrible past