Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Terror, artist - Denial of God.
Date of issue: 30.10.2018
Song language: English
Terror |
A Shadow flees from Broadmoor |
Sadistic Lunatic of the Night |
The Curse of Whitechapel is coming |
This Town will bathe in Blood tonight |
The Night has glowing Eyes |
The Stare of the unseen Evil |
Lurking in the Darkness |
Bringing ghoulish Upheaval |
Hasty Steps on Cobblestone |
The dank Fog chills your icy Bones |
Run into my cold Embrace |
The Gas Lamps won’t reveal my Face |
Unlit Labyrinths of Alleys and Courts |
My Home, my place of Crime |
Victim’s Blood spiderwebs across Town |
You’re running out of Time |
«My Knife is so nice and sharp» |
Your Names immortalized by my Hands |
I slash your Throats from left to right |
Deeds too abominable to talk about |
All become far too real in this Night |
I find my Pleasure in the Horrors of Death |
My crimson Blade reflects your trembling Fear |
I love to feel Life crumbling in my Hands |
Whenever it is Dark I will be near |
Your Faint Screams slowly drown in Blood |
The crimson Stains, the Pride on my Cape |
Feel my cold Instruments of Hell |
As you realise there is no Escape |
No one can stop my abysmal Deeds |
Violently unfolding in the Alleyways |
Neither Crosses nor foolish Prayer Beads |
Can stop my nocturnal Blood Spray |
Surgical Instruments in my Hands |
The Rush of Blood takes me high |
I perform with utter Precision |
I laugh while you squeal and die |
With Glee I stab and stab again |
Hacking through Organs and Nerves |
Your Body’s disposed in a Lane |
And your Innards I preserve |
«Catch me when you can» |
I hate what you portray |
I am ending your Disgrace |
I cure East End’s Decay |
For I am the Terror without Face |