Empty mind, hypnotic stare In need of murdering again Fulfill my deepest needs Soon her blood will be spilled Awaiting in the night For a victim passing by So badly want her dead I strike the hammer on her head Neverending is my urge to kill I cannot stop this force of will Searching for the perfect corpse I must feed on her rotten guts And ejaculate my seed Unconscious, I drag her home I tie her up in the chains Knife blade enters in her guts From the wound I drink the blood and pus Awaiting in the night For another one to die So badly want her dead I strike the hammer on her head Neverending is my urge to kill I cannot stop this force of will Searching for the perfect corpse I must feed on her rotten guts And ejaculate my seed