You feel no warning from behind
The tomb is buried, but warm inside
Through your sorrows of your life
You ain't getting ahead from this crime

I feel the evil approaching me
The voices calling beyond

Silence; the only sound is the knife through the air
Hell is where I'll be when I'm through with you

I'll give up my needs to get ahead.
Dark crimson. They're closing in
Cut wide open the bloody wounds
You feel the power of no remorse

I feel the evil approaching me
The voices calling beyond

Paradise. The only sound is the knife through the air
Hell is where I'll be when I'm through with you

Silence; the only sound is the knife through the air
Hell is where I'll be when I'm through with you.