Sharpening the teeth of my blade
I'm looking for a victim
Put the body on the hook and let it bleed
Sawing through the spraying of blood I'm cutting with precision
Put the body in the freezer for the meat
Stumble on the house of the dead and you're no longer living
So many faces but the last that you will see
Think you'll make it out
Well you're dead
Think you're all alone
I'm in your head
(Running through a field in pain and you will never make it)
I'm closing in and you will not escape me
You will not escape me
(Tearing through your flesh and bone until your eyes roll back)
Wanted dead or alive I think I'll make it out
Make It Out
On the butchers block is where you'll find me
Stacking body after body down at my feet
Pick it up
I won't take this this anymore
Leave you half dead on the floor
(You're about to find out what's in store)
I'm having trouble tryna find out what this life means
What can I do, what do I say
Please help me
Please help me
End it all
I will