Madman marz, psychopath

Say his name, means your death

Hiding out, in the woods

Searching for, fresh young blood



Hangs you up, breaks your neck

Swings the axe, chops your head

Bloody stump, gushing red

Body jerks, till your dead



Bodies hang, in the shed

All your friends now are dead

Comes for you, in the night

Axe in hand, takes your life