Blame It On Altered Beast - Most Precious Blood

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