I am a walking
Screaming hell
A thing of torture to behold
This vivisection
Splits my soul
A thing of torture to behold

Where you run to
Won´t take too long
I´ve come to get you
Won´t take too long
And death should know we

No hesitating
Give up your heart
It ain´t so lonely
W/o your heart
And death should know we
My hands are dirty w/ his blood

And I can take you there
I´ve got a brand new god
And if I lay you there
Under my brand new god
Then I will slay you there
For my brand new god

Where are you running to
It didn´t take too long
I´ve come and gone now
You didn´t take too long
And death should know we
My hands are dirty w/ his blood
And death should know we
After all
I prepared you for
The second coming
Of my god