My demons watch out to find a sacrifice The wind blows straight into my face Sweating hands cover the knife I try to hide my thrill of the chase Death could be the end If pain is your friend Morning will come Bad days are gone I'm out of control I'm out on patrole I'm the shadow The shadow of your soul Loneliness will guide you through the night When you hear my whisper at your side Sleep sweet lullaby it could be your last Jack's my name - I'm the ghost of the past When you wake up, I will be there Ripping your body, touching your hair A permanent nightmare that's what I am I shear your skin like an innocent lamb