The Dead Of Night

Bodies over bodies - One by one They got sliced - By this bastard son Helpless victim of an unreal horror mind In one second takes you to the other side Is it just a dream - Or is it real Shaken by a shiver - Psychopathic ride In the moment when you hesitate you feel Sharp blades severing flesh and bones like peeled Creep - On your knees Pray - Mercy me My task is search, find and kill again I was born as a modern jack for everyone Murder is the case - In which he believes Dissecting his victims - Expert in human anatomy