Текст песни The Mausoleum - Маньяк

In childhood teased him, offended
Children bastard called him
At school he did not give rest
What happened, what is?
He grew up with a scored and gloomy child
In the corner shed from fear of a kitten
I did not believe in friendship, I did not communicate with people
Any contacts to avoid he tried

But he matured him and so changed
That the fear suddenly replaced on wild malice
He decided for his life to
And the head thought visited - kill!
His classmate met at the entrance -
Was raped right on site
Then I drew her and killed her
That's how I was bastily and opened

In the maniac area in the area of ​​the killer
You mercy the cries: help, militia!
In the maniac area in the area of ​​the killer
You mercy the cries: help, militia!

That's how it got the hell
And understood the bastard that he likes it
That's how it got the hell
And understood the bastard that he likes it

In the maniac area in the area of ​​the killer
You mercy the cries: help, militia!
In the maniac area in the area of ​​the killer
You mercy the cries: help, militia!