You left a trail of blood dragging so far behind you, and 
I've known this for so long. So long I could hardly wait 
to see your face with the look of horror as the chainsaw 
tears through your... 
FLESH HANGING FROM THE CEILING, SAW BLADES, AND SEVERED 
HEADS. TELL ME WHEN IT HURTS! 
I'm out to paint this town red... just me and my rusty 
knife. 
You're still bleeding. I'm going to savor every drop. So 
I guess stabbing deeper probably won't make it stop. 
DIE. DIE,why won't you die? 
I've torn limbs from your body, but I've yet to find your 
heart bleeding. Blackened with regret and misery. Fall in 
love. Watch it fall apart. Fall in love. Watch it die. 
Cast blood in the moonlight. The theme of so many 
rhapsodies. 
For I feed you down, to a sordid death! 
No one can hear you screaming! The neighbors know that 
you're plagued with slaughter. You know I love the smell 
of rotting carcasses and your BRUT cologne sets the mood. 
A sordid death. So tell me when it hurts, cause this will 
hurt!