Ready To Hang

Sweet disorder, entering here
I enjoy, I want to receive human fear
Chaotic mess, doors open to anarchy
The doors to my kingdom see my monarchy

So I hate, it gains my strength
So I feel the joy, to see you fade away
Wake up and search, your empty head
Try to hope your skull still stays in place

See appearance not normal
Feel your torture is cold and formal
Taste the bitter speech of the toxic tongue
Waste hypocrite life, rope is ready to hang

I'm obsessed, by this way I've chosen
The way that I walk, endless path, I'm frozen
Even the way, is straight and middle,
I can't stand that infernal ripple, I'm ready to hang

See appearance not normal
Feel your torture is cold and formal
Taste the bitter speech of the toxic tongue
Waste hypocrite life, rope is ready to hang