Modus Operandi Lyrics

You want to become known
Showing the world
Your crimes
Your works of art

Your pictures painted with red
Degutted woman
And bunch of flowers
Sticking from her severed stomach

You paint your deeds
You paint your crimes
You remain unattained
Cause it's just art!

You are the artist
You think all
Have just waited
For your move, for your strike

Modus operandi!
You came to love your deeds
You take bigger pleasure in it
They became the sense of your existence