AGATHOCLES - HIDEOUS HEADCHOPPING lyrics

I've built my little castle,

Based on apathy.

And now I'm truly armed,

Against insecurity.

Stone cold thoughts,

Behind a grieving mask,

Furious eyes,

Analysing silly lies.

Ferousious grey mass,

Non-believing in a cross,

An aim so insane,

The last leaf must be slain.

A wood-chopping sound,

Goes in my head around,

The tree that once stood

Has now been chopped for good