In the dead of night, under a crescent moon See the gleam of the blade, coming after you Behind him a victim, with a saber slashed throat Covered in red, a massive bloody coat The black of his eyes and the black of the night From his cold stare, feel the evil inside Your adrenaline flows, but it's no use to run Slasher has marked you, as the next one
Shedding blood Spilling guts Viscera Slasher
Swinging blade Tortured pain Dying brain Slasher
Lacerate Insane state Growing hate Slasher
You tried to run He has won You are next Slasher
You see the flash of his shining blade Your arteries gashed from the saber's raid A spray of blood flying through the air You cry out for help, but no one will dare Body is ravaged by his incessant slashing Concrete indentations on the skull that he is bashing Life is slowly draining from the torture you are living He feels no emotion for the death that you are given
Shedding blood Spilling guts Viscera Slasher
Swinging blade Tortured pain Dying brain Slasher
Lacerate Insane state Growing hate Slasher
You tried to run He has won You are next Slasher
Slipping into the black unknown Bleeding to death, dying all alone Relentless pursuit of those who've been maimed Adding another to the lives he has claimed He already knows his next victim has seen Slasher performing his vicious deeds Walking away from what he has done Slasher has now marked the next one
Shedding blood Spilling guts Viscera Slasher
Swinging blade Tortured pain Dying brain Slasher
Lacerate Insane state Growing hate Slasher
You tried to run He has won You are dead SlasherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
