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