Night time has come Another hunt has begun Balls out, I'm like a loaded gun You think you are a friend of mine Can't be with that lack of spine My gun works fine
When I look at you I see A dead man looking back at me
You've crossed the line one too many times
You smile at me Not able to see Easy to hide my twisted personality I put you to sleep And take a ride with the devil My enemies will bleed
When I look at them I see 500 dead people looking back at me
They've crossed the line one too many times
Their pages are written Their die is cast Their books are closed More heads for my collection
When I look at them I see 500 dead people looking back at me
