Here I Go Again (Instrumental)

Another night I sit alone in the dark

I can't remember my name, I stalk streets and parks

Shame on the victims whose lifes intersect with mine

Massive contusions, rivers of crimson wine

Dismemberments is all that I'm remembering

Bloodstains, pieces of brains under my fingernails

Screams, kicks, fights, bruises, and yells

Nobody lives so nobody tells

I wake up in my house all alone

Bloody sheets, mud on my feet

Next to me, utensils of death, I can't front son

Knives, razor blades, axes, and guns

Look in my chest, I got this ill ass cut

I get the needle and thread and sew it up

Raise the shades and it's night again

You'll hear the shouts

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out

Two ladies out late walking their dogs

They're old, the city is damned from the fault

I approach from the back with the speed of a shark

Cloaked by dark, I rip their backs apart

The violence is incredibly sexual to me

I'm a blood fiend, makes me bust nuts in my jeans

Yeah, I think I want to keep their heads

I love to peel off their faces and wear their dead skin to bed

The dogs bark and bite at my feet

As I leave they drag their headless bodies down the street

I make it home, take a bath

The water turns red in the aftermath

I wake again and it's night

I passed out, no doubt

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out

Make it stop

Make the voices stop

Make it stop, please

Stop

My mind echoes with voices of terror

My next victim is in the mirror

Seems like I've seen him before, I can't quite recollect

All I know is that the voices say "Slice his neck"

I cut off his hand, the blood sprayed from his wrist

And burst, it felt warm when it quenched my thirst

I stabbed him in the eye with my knife made of surgical steel

Oh what a feel

Electrical shocks ripped my brain

Pain like I never felt before, sweet pain

I love it, I love it and I want more

Pulled out my straight razor blade in his juggular

I'm looking at the ceiling now

I wonder where he went and how

He couldn't escape, not in that state

I transcended through the gates of hell and met my soul mate

South of heaven and the devil is my final vouch

You'll hear the shouts

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out

Here I go again, check me out