| Hate is reborn of the flesh of the victim torn |
| Like a dead body parasite, an infamous worm |
| Night feeds on cold meat of saviours and fools |
| Like a jackal swoops down on its dead food |
| Silent I’m stalking at my prey outside |
| My eyes are glowing in the dark |
| As the strong kills the weak, darkness prowls the light |
| I won’t spare the blood to shed and steal away your life |
| Time ain’t enough to forget |
| Tears aren’t enough to regret |
| Mercy will burn in hell |
| Lonely I stare at you slumbering in bed |
| Deeply I breathe the air moist |
| Eleventh hour is going to be your last |
| Lazy, you’re waiting in red |
| I feel the killing spree growing into deep hollow |
| I foretell your destiny: red is the trail to be followed |
| Hiding behind your backs I’d die to see you dead |
| Unrelenting, crushing all your limbs |
| I love to make you bleed upon your knees |
| I can’t wait to see you fallin' under my hits |
| Plung you into death, in a pool of blood |
| Uninterruptly beating you down |
| 'till you reach the housedoor |
| I’d die to see you dead |
| The light of the flame shines on your grave |
| Pleasure of death, you burn and decay |
| Time ain’t enough to forget |
| Tears aren’t enough to regret |
| Mercy will burn in hell |
| You wave your hands for help, I’m lucidly insane |
| Lungs fullfilled with blood and you gasp for air |
| Afterwards I realize I’d better kill you twice |
| Burning your sticky body down |
| To spread the smell of you around. |