Gonna Fight

~From 1997~

I'm gonna fight it, gonna fight
Kill this mad disease
Fight the negativity
that's crouching over me.

I wanna kill it, flat-out drain it
Murder it's sick, sad life
End the paralyzation
and it's ever-producing strife.

I'm gonna strike it, hit it hard
Maim this ill-offender
Make it completely powerless
as this to me, it tries to render.

Get it done, rid forever
Of it's filthy stench
Make it disappear
Gonna smash it with my wrench

I hate you, enemy mine
You stink, cripple and kill
You eat me up like cancer
and you steal away my will.

I'm gonna back you right on up
Into your very own dark corner
And you'll eat yourself alive
while my appendages grow warmer.

And bit by bit you will
Lose ground and become colder
The memories of what you've done
Second by second, become much older.

I've asked you, begged you leave
In my loudest, clearest voice
In ignorance you've refused
And you've left me with just one choice.

I'm gonna fight you, gonna fight
Kill you, mad disease
I'll fight you, Negativity
Gonna set my sweet self free.