Murder In Art - Nightblade Lyrics

Can you feel it against your neck?
My friend here will not fail
It's not the first line it has drawn
Now with their gods they all hail

Can you feel the caress of steel?
Hear the hellfire calling you
Get prepared for your final breath
It's the last thing you can do

It's time to fare thee well
You're going straight to hell
To face your primal fear
The nightblade is here

Twisting and turning
Inside of your chest
My blade will let your
Bleeding body rest