• Breathe, leave, scream and sleep
    The blood on the walls is a sign of grief
    I let you in and watched you kill
    And that crooked grin of yours occupies your lips still

    Your red-handed deathwish scheme
    Your horrible nightmare dream of screams
    Your cracked laugh of bloodlust horror
    I cover my eyes and wait until it's over

    I shiver a fear sweat of pain
    And my tears burn down my cheeks like acid rain
    You kill with such pleasure in the absence of light
    I can only watch as all the others die

    I fear all things will fall to your blade of sadistic love
    I fear it won't stop until your dead with six feet of ground above
    There's nothing I can do, I feel like a voyeur locked behind steel bars
    You're the devil's angel of death and this world is yours, not ours