One thousand knife wounds, one billion incisions Left to burn, left to suffer When the day you all die will be the day that I live Bleeding out on the floor, meeting death Circling in my fucking mind is your fucking death Beneath this ground I am standing on is you rotting in your fucking grave Motherfucker you can't run from me, I'm with you every step of the way I'm inside your head when you least expect it I'm finally under your fucking skin Driving the Knife further and further in your chest Spilling your intestines all over the floor Your soul can finally rest