I am a walking screaming hell

A thing of torture to behold

This vivisection splits my soul

A thing of torture to behold

Yeah, oh

Oh, where you run to

Oh, won't take too long

Oh, I've come to get you

Oh, won't take too long

Oh, and death should know me, yeah

Oh, no hesitating

Oh, give up your heart

Oh, it ain't so lonely

Oh, without your heart

Oh, and death should know me

My hands are dirty with his blood

And I can take you there

I've got a brand new god

And if I lay you there

Under my brand new god

Then I will slay you there

For my brand new god

Brand new god

Brand new god

Oh, where are you running to

Oh, it didn't take too long

Oh, I've come and gone now

Oh, you didn't take too long

Oh, and death should know me

My hands are dirty with his blood

Oh, and death should know me

After all I prepared you for the second coming of my god