I'll thrill you; 
I'll kill you; cut your heart out 
Then I'll dismember your body parts 
I'll break in your house late at night 
My smiling face is your final sight 
I'll cut your throat with a razor blade 
And leave you in a shallow grave 
I'll pound your face against the fuckin' street 
You'll love my work; 
It'll be complete 
I'll strip you and rip you; your death is my game 
I love my work and 
I have no shame 
I'll pick you up when you're hitchhiking 
Then you'll never be seen again 
I'll cave in your head, 
Your face 
I'll distort 
Then you'll end up as a "missing" report 
I'll smash your skull with a two-by-four 
Till your brains are on the floor