Born Killer

I Stand, It's four, hatchet tapping against your bed,
What the fuck is going on through my head?
3,2,1, I drop the axe on your throat,
Quickly I'm out of there before I get caught,
Grabbing trinkets, drops of blood and pieces of flesh,
Keeping drops in a vial to keep it fresh,
Lungs pacing like a kid with a panic attack,
I'm out of the scene, left a crack in your back,
Just like when you threw away my trust,
I end up beating your fucking skull to dust,

Surrounded by a wall of a thousand knives,
None of those let anyone survive,
Each and every single one used to take a life,
Your son, your daughter, your wife,
I can't sleep I can see them in my mind,
Living under me, Got your whole family confined,
Downstairs with my axe, pouring blood as they speak,
My heart skips as I'm smacking them making a macabre beat,
I'll show them the true horrors of me,
Fuck it, Cut it, Smack It, Look how sadistic I can be,
Don't bitch and don't you dare cry,
I'm right behind you with a nail for your eye,

So you think you can overcome a killer?
(Hell Yeah)
And you think you can win the fight?
(Fuck Yeah)
How bout you take a hit at me first?
(Why?)
So I can decide how your gonna die,

In the blood, It runs through my veins,
Ain't it fucked when your the one feeling pain?
Run cause once I catch up your dead,
How's it feel being the one on the other end of the axe head?
Your surrounded and founded, praying to your God,
Let me show you my style, my death squad,
I'm like a demon, the devil, a flesh eater,
Run, Run, Run back to your leader,
Your stuck in a corner, terrified and sick,
I'm creeping and I'm comming real quick,

Your on the wrong end of my crowbar,
The cops dragging your body off are scarred,
On the news for my hatred of humanity,
Nah I don't hate, I'm just reeking of insanity,
Discarded crowbar left in your fucking jugular,
Ahaha! Left you with an ear to ear smile scar,
I'm maniacally depressed and obsessed,
All my nightmares were once repressed,
Now they're out in the open, living my life of sin,
Arms and legs and body bags in my bin,

So you think you can overcome a killer?
(Hell Yeah)
And you think you can win the fight?
(Fuck Yeah)
How bout you take a hit at me first?
(Why?)
So I can decide how your gonna die,

It's raining blood, its dark fucking red,
This shit you put yourself through cost you a head,
Still want to fuck around with the best?
I keep my axe in your chest,
Leave my knife in your back, a hole in your neck,
Your limbs mangled like you were in a car wreck,
So now you learn your lesson, so don't be hating,
Never fuck with the son of Satan

So you think you can overcome a killer?
(Hell Yeah)
And you think you can win the fight?
(Fuck Yeah)
How bout you take a hit at me first?
(Why?)
So I can decide how your gonna die,