The Maniac کے بول

Nightly hunt for a godless warrior Victim's blood satisfies your hungry for the dead Satan's legate builds your weapons for to kill There's no rest for a killer zombie pain Chorus: The night has come and your victim walks alone Madness curse impulses your knife to crush the flesh Ritual that feeds your bloody passion of a serial killer Criminal attack with the power from hell Infernal design causes pain to your mind And your face is totally horrified No escape from the razor of his hand of death His brain is in war of torment and pain And his eyes are burning and blood red Victim blood is spilling for the street To condemn to the hellish endless pain