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In his weary head he′s not alone

This ugly patched up face is not his own

Cries of terror follow him around

See the screams, but they don't make a sound

He wears his victims well

He′s put them all through hell

Puzzled minds and puzzled faces

He stitched them up himself

Behind his mask he smiles a fainted grin

No one knows the world he's living in

Countless lives out there for him to steal

Sacrifice, his face will sure reveal

He wears his victims well

He's put them all through hell

Puzzled minds and puzzled faces

He stitched them up himself

Feelings gather, when he roams the night

Never shows his battered face outside

In the dark he satisfies his needs

So he can haunt his prey and see it bleed

Company of faces, ease his mind

Restless head is what he leaves behind

Tired of the haunt and all the lies

When he wears his mask of sacrifice

He wears his victims well

He′s put them all through hell

Puzzled minds and puzzled faces

He stitched them up himself

Feelings gather, when he roams the night

Never shows his battered face outside

In the dark he satisfies his needs

So he can haunt his prey and see it bleed