The stench of death is thick—darkness all around
He has no mercy—only sadistic whims of pain
He doesn’t care how much you cry or scream or beg…
To kill, steal and destroy—his mission is not vague…
He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!
He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!
He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!
He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!
You can’t escape his grip—he’s everywhere you see…
Only Christ and crush this monster’s head—by hanging on a tree
He doesn’t care how much you cry or scream or beg…
To kill, steal and destroy—his mission is not vague…
He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!
He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!
He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!
He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!
