Paroles de Psycopath

Walking at night I hear footsteps behind And a shadow getting near But I can’t see anything I start to pray For God’s sake I’m just passing by I don’t wanna die His eyes are empty With no sympathy And no compassion Preparing for the action He kills just for fun And he’s not the only one He doesn’t stop until Fine he feels Just one more number to share No one seems to care Violence no more scare Seems to be fare And it smell like blood again Anxiety all over his veins A smile in each scream It’s all a pleasure for him I see blood all over me With all this dead meat I can feel slashed by his knife While I hear my lacerating body