[Music by Webster, Barrett, Owen]



Walk away, into the dark

Come my way, terror

I am the evil within each soul

I take the spirits of those I kill



Murdered



Decomposition, The body rots

Rotting, rotting body parts

I killed the first

To experiment



I don't want to hurt you

I just want to kill you



Torture, I start to cut

Carving, blood slowly clots

Horrors, mutilations

Homicidal experimentation



I set the dead on fire

To decay in flame

Homicidal desire



More are marked for murder

More victims to capture



Butchered



Bodies hang dead

Drained of all their blood

Pieces sewn on backwards

Neck with no heads

Mutilated, dead



Homicidal desire

More are marked for murder

More victims to butcher