| Murder |
|---|
| Your stinking perfume can’t hide piss |
| With my lethal arsenal I serve you Hell |
| Bloodstained I rejoice watching you wither |
| The turbulent abyss within |
| The urge, the hunger |
| Demanding your funeral I feel so alive |
| No-one- is closer to the Devil |
| Than me on my nightly raids |
| Hell prepares a red carpet for me |
| Murder… executioner procedure |
| Murder… death bringer strategy |
| Murder… I’ll will amhush |
| Murder… carnivorous manoeuvre |
| Murder… a sharp caress by knife |
| Murder… massive triumph over life |
