Текст песни Killing Fields - Slayer

You know the feeling when adrenaline takes control
Can't beat the rush that leaves a suicidal hold
Instinct spares no one, destroying the human heart
The taste of blood can rip your soul apart
Devils that drive us do not discriminate
A state of mind that becomes the ultimate end
Action, reaction, bloodline is not immune
To the depth of human nature inside of me and you
A sociopath with empty eyes and no soul
Paranoid psychotic, heart of stone, my blood runs cold
Evils of passion can drive reason to extremes
Love, hate, and murder, temporary insanity
On the edge of a demented personality
Emotional pain is a deadly reality
A sociopath with empty eyes and no soul
Paranoid psychotic, heart of stone, my blood runs cold
A choice is made of free will, just like the choice to kill
Decisions to lose control, my self-destructive rationale
A choice is made, made of free will
Just like the choice, the choice to kill
In the speed of a moment, life stands still
Now you're standing in my killing field
A choice is made of free will, just like the choice to kill
In the speed of a moment, life stands still
Now you're standing in my killing field