Blame It On Altered Beast

To defend the head — the first lesson I ever learned
The scarring of the mind stretched across hours
Like novocaine’s taste as it wears to reveal
The only thing which tastes better as it sours
A man torn in half and a beast which obsesses on giving out what is deserved
The urge to defend and the lust to destroy — two masters which no man can serve
Those whom fate would destroy it first makes mad
With me forever, the beast which helped me survive
Emerging like a parasite to defend its host
Like a living nightmare walking with death on my side
A man torn in half and a beast which obsesses on giving out what is deserved
The urge to defend and the lust to destroy — two masters which no man can serve
No man can serve two masters