Coming from behind My headlights drawing near A sadist in the night A psychopath on wheels With toolbox at my side And duct tape in my hands My rope around her neck, I drag her screaming, then I
Throw them in the One by one, with fear behind their eyes Throw them in the Each and all, begging for their lives Throw them in the van
Once I get my fix I flee Leave them for the maggot-feast I don't know their names at all Never found and never caught
Once I get my fix I flee Leave them for the worms I don't know their names at all All I care's they die for me
Throw them in the Throw them in the Throw them in the van
