- cifra
My distubed killing soul
Wants to see you bloodshed
You can't resist at my desire
I'm a wild beast
You're my poor victim
Shall bleed for me
To street - my soul comes
On knife - your life is away
To hell - nightstalker
I'm not a criminal
The devil tooks my body
I don't miss when cutting your skin
Just a single ordinary man
None can follow me
It's a useless work
To street - my soul comes
On knife - your life is away
To hell - nightstalker
London isn't the same
I've turned it upside-down
Pathsof blood and violence
I like to see the news
The way i am describe
Serial killer,nightstalker
To street - my soul comes
On knife - your life is away
To hell - nightstalker
