I can’t believe it, still they come for me Pathetic rituals to set me free Behind my door a world of hurt One by one I will take them down
Die My hands around your neck By There’s no way to escape My I steal your last breath Hands Your death my victory
Scream for me bastards Cry for me knockers Bleed for me bastards Die for me knockers
The words that comes from you means nothing to me A holy father and a holy ghost Dedicated to god to do his will Your death will be a lovely victory
Die My hands around your neck By There’s no way to escape My I steal your last breath Hands Your death my victory
They knock and they want to come in They talk to get under your skin Don’t let them pass you make sure they won’t pass you They must suffer if they try to get in
Die My hands around your neck By There’s no way to escape My I steal your last breath Hands Your death my victory
