Back from the dead it’s cold and dark
It must be hell
All I feel is the heat in my veins
But my blood is cold
I got a fist full of dream and a life full of heart
No one could bring me down
She was the best in my life, my future bride
But it ended on a devils night
Got you in my memories
I’ll show them who I am
Please crow show me the killing way
I’ll do the best I can
Victims, aren’t we all?
And they all are dead
But they don’t know it yet
They all are dead!
Walking down the alley
With a shotgun and a knife
Followed by darkness
Your curse, painted black and white
A bullet in your head
A captivated body
Drenched in gasoline
Some needles in your organs
And a bomb in your crutch
That is how my revenge will be
Got you in my memories
I’ll show them who I am
Please crow show me the killing way
I’ll do the best I can
Victims, aren’t we all?
And they all are dead
But they don’t know it yet
They all are dead!
Shelly, I’m coming home…
