I am a walking screaming hell
A thing of torture to behold
This vivisection splits my soul
A thing of torture to behold
Yeah, oh
Oh, where you run to
Oh, won't take too long
Oh, I've come to get you
Oh, won't take too long
Oh, and death should know me, yeah
Oh, no hesitating
Oh, give up your heart
Oh, it ain't so lonely
Oh, without your heart
Oh, and death should know me
My hands are dirty with 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
Brand new god
Brand new god
Oh, where are you running to
Oh, it didn't take too long
Oh, I've come and gone now
Oh, you didn't take too long
Oh, and death should know me
My hands are dirty with his blood
Oh, and death should know me
After all I prepared you for the second coming of my god
