Stalking in the night
Following you silently
Always out of sight
Dreams to kill you violently
Carrying axe in hand
He makes his sudden attack
In seconds you're dead
Your cranium severed in half
He doesn't need jewelry
He's doing that for pleasure
With unrestrained cruelty
Like a demonic creature
Killing for pleasure, pleasure
Killing for pleasure, pleasure
Joined other victims
In his sinister shelter
The mental sickness
Infect his brain with anger
Intestines pulled out
Torsos are roughly pierced through
Blood is dripping down
From bodies hanging on hooks
He doesn't need your money
He's doing that for pleasure
Torturing breathless bodies
Like a demonic creature
Killing for pleasure, pleasure
Killing for pleasure, pleasure
Dismembering, evisceration
To show supremacy
Lost conscious, complete dementation
Faded reality
He doesn't need your money
He's doing that for pleasure
Torturing breathless bodies
Like a demonic creature
Killing for pleasure, pleasure
Killing for pleasure