He's alone, in the dark Screaming in the shadows of his glory As the voice retells the story Of the other day, down at the bay Stabbing innocence itself He was eager for the fray Agony, all he can see Is the desert of darkness... ... the storm of his mind Ecstasy, has its price He suffers more than his prey As he pays for his vice
Drifting further away from reality As he pictures the links of his sanity The chain's uncompleted, Defected by hate So again, he grabs his blade, To seal someones fate
Addicted, his mind has gone astray Damned in his lifetime, in his personal hell He is eager for the fray
Desperate he screams for help Under the silver clad moon The echo of his voice Gathers all, the late night lives The creatures of darkness The only ones to understand him Feeding the monster, the ripping lust As the last shreds of humanity are turning to dust Enjoying the shivering flesh in his claws An innocent life... his compassion withdraws
Addicted, his mind has gone astray Damned in his lifetime, in his personal hell He is eager... eager for the fray!!
Beauty turns ugly, when day turns to night Enter his mind, only murder delights The burning desire to take someones head As strong as the nightmares that haunt him in bed
He's alone, all alone Screaming in the shadows of his glory About to face a new story On the edge of breaking down Screaming... ... dying
Addicted, his mind has gone astray Damned in his lifetime, in his personal hell He is eager for the fray