I pick my prey by random I kill without compassion I feast on flesh and blood The contract pays the bills The constant need to kill You'll bleed and left to rot
With no remorse and no regrets I'll make you suffer till you're dead The devils right hand
I'm comin' to destroy yer The Iceman's comin' for yer Evil is my truth I'm malice hate and horror I'll cause you pain and torture Hell awaits for you
I come out loose and lethal I'm personating evil I rage in a violent hate Avenger of all darkness The messenger of death Inhuman and depraved There ain't no mercy to your pleas The last thing you see will be me In your dying hour
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Blessed by the devil Abandoned by god Cursed is my blackened soul Your pain is my pleasure The hunger for blood Wathing your body Goes cold
Chorus
You cannot run...
=Confession=
I found out that...if you hurt somebody...they'll leave you alone...good guys do finish last... I shouldn't have done it that way...I don't think about it...if I think about it, it will wind up hurting me...so I don't think about it... If I had a choise, I would like to be different than what I am...but I can't change yesterday...