My stare pierces Through this morbid night This gripping need to kill Shall tear me down
The thirst for blood Is high again Tasteful fear Coming out of my victims eyes
You body is just a tool for me To satisfy my twisted desires
The rush of blood is coming My sight slowly turning red
Now staring down at you I make horror come to life This wretched trail of blood Shall follow to my grave
With your dying breath Death came early in the night I'm watching you Death comes early in the nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
