Colder than the flesh Stronger than thought I dance with the demon And your sleep will be the end of the dark Hunting at night Blood - this is my art The redness in his eyes I kill the script Platoon trigger trigger And you die Recoil pulls back My job is done Blood, sweet blood I follow your needs And ye defile your corpse And watch as he bleeds after the murder Time with red paint after the murder The Art of human Myagy and tender care Caused by the flesh hungry Let there be death, I see the blood Dreams can not last forever I'm calling your death, What would you like to see the bleed