Off in the shadows
On darkest of nights
There stands the heartless
His target's in sight
Underbrush overgrown
Death stays hidden
Moss growth camouflage
Body parts missin'
Trophy collection
Connected to the prize
Like to hear 'em scream
Always look 'em in the eyes
Wear my disguise
It's the face of a victim
Get excited everytime
My knife sticks 'em
Watch 'em die
In a place in the woods
The sensation
Feels so good
Drag 'em to the cabin
Singing and laughing
Addicted to the feelin'
So appealin' is the killin'
