Deep thoughts and isolation
Heading towards annihilation
I am my procrastination
You are my assassination
Such a fancy fascination
Eyeing this for mutilation
Stand alone at subway stations
Dark and empty, best location
Haunted, wicked, sick and twisted I have found my competition
Blood is losing composition
I am on my final mission
You have never paid attention
Now is just your time to listen
Everything I have envisioned
Mountains stacked beyond provision
Body stacked up to the ceiling from down to the floor
Blood is pooling up and I can't take it anymore
I gotta put a pin in my activities of gore
Before I put the knife away I slash another whore
Adding to the body count
It's a really large amount
You might check up on your spouse
Might be missing from your house
No clue what you're on about
I've been sitting on my couch
Don't you know where you are now?
You're on Satan's battleground
Watch out, now I've got my knife
I am gonna take your life
Just relax, I only lied
There's no need to look surprised
Check to see if she replied
Oops, my bad, it's time to die
Nothing I can do is gonna help me anyway
Nothing I can do is gonna make these people stay
Dead or living, there is always something in the way
Living things like cops, detectives or the ones decay
Now it's time for my confession
Watching you and your expression
As I talk of my aggression
Sharing all of my obsessions
Telling you of my profession
And ignoring your regression
Now it's time you learn a lesson
So stay here and pay attention
Grizzly, gruesome, ghoulish, ghastly
Did you see that he harassed me
Stabbed him ten times, now I'm happy
Leaving him that oh-so-bloody
Swear it's not hyperbole
Now it's time to get some tea
Got his wallet, got his green
The drinks on him, it's not on me
Just another tally mark to put on my scoreboard
Many people have gone missing, that can't be ignored
Just do me a favor, don't look under the floorboards
Or else you'll be met with a sight that you will abhor
I told you all you need to know
Now it's time for you to go
Get to walking, don't be slow
The blade here ain't just for show
Don't look back now, just keep going
My bloodlust is ever-growing
Can't hold back now, I'm approaching
Soon you will be decomposing
Nothing I can do is gonna help me anyway
Nothing I can do is gonna make these people stay
Dead or living, there is always something in the way
Living things like cops, detectives, or the ones decay
I am all from mutilation
I am going to eat your face and
I will send your folks some mail
Telling them how great you fared
Ultimately though you failed
I am standing proud in hell
Standing tall as I have ever
Inexplicable endeavor
Tasting meat and feasts on feet
And nasty legs from calves and knees
Look me in the eyes and tell me that you wanna beef with me
I'll continue stacking bodies and I'm coming back for seconds
This is my return and I'll return you to the dirt-home section
Nothing I can do is gonna help me anyway
Nothing I can do is gonna make these people stay
Dead or living, there is always something in the way
Living things like cops, detectives, orthe ones decay