Lights!

Debutantes will play this part - will wear this mortal shell
Call to act - fresh minds from hell
Weapons will spill their blood - my joy, their wasted blood

Taken away

My play
Their death
Enjoy

Taken away

Dressed as thieves, hunt for money
Take a bank, deaths, panic, screams
Suddenly the cops start to appear
Sacrificial goats meet their end
More deaths, mistakes, no second plan
Nowhere to turn
Running away

Their blood spilled
Pathetically, they run away
Their blood spilled
Run to die

Their blood spilled
Run deeper into the bank
Their blood spilled
When they die
Throw them away

Hid inside an empty safe
Bleeding wounds, they start making their prayers
Agony, they don't have much time
The smell of gas takes the air
The floor is filled with their blood and guts
They're begging you: "please kill me now"

Denied by god ages away
The dark side takes me
I create despair, for fun i kill
You watch my show (x2)

Come watch my show