Antichrist Victims Of The Blade
The killer's eyes searching in the dying light He has to kill to satisfy his appetite Rule the night out looking for you
The city streets are empty Lights are running low The sounds of steps are present The night moves slow
Crying angels in the sky, the devil is at service now A need of power in his mind, satisfied by homicide
Victims of the blade
You can't move, paralyzed with fear In the shadow of a killer the end is drawing near A twisted mind, victims of insanity Now you pay and nothing can save you at all
Strike, out from the shadows of the night All you see is the flash of the blade Psycho on the loose, panic as he comes Run away from terror, running through the slums
Prowling the streets Attack from behind Cannot resist The demons inside
Victims of the blade
Finally he's got you, caught in his web Revealing his blade, your blood will be shed The act of the killer, the look in his eyes The edge of the knife turns red as you die
