Interpret:

Cannibal Corpse

Album:

Kill

[Music and lyrics by Alex Webster] 


I am the black thoughts of the night 
Deep in the darkness of your mind 
Shrouded in shadow, the mental torture 
In the realm of death walking terror 


Stalking the closest to the edge 
Imposition of depravity 
Sanity holding by a thread 
Desperation draws them close to me 


Always unseen but never far behind 
Fleeting darkness tricks your eyes 
Paranoia, a creeping horror 
Guided by the death walking terror 


Your hand reaches for the knife 
Subconscious molding insidious 
It was always in your mind 
Release the pain, a psychotic rush 


Death walking terror 
Slow mental torture 


I am the blood you seek to spill 
I am your inner drive to kill 
Dark inspiration, a moral failure 
Created by the death walking terror 


Your hands have done my bidding well 
Your hideous dreams now reality 
Manipulation done with stealth 
I was with you, I heard the screams 


Death walking terror 
Slow mental torture 
Death walking terror 
Psychic tormentor 


The weakest ones will fall 
My murderous influence appeals to their fear 
My will is just too strong 
The decision was mine but they'll never know 


Death walking terror 


[Solo: Pat O'Brien] 


I walk behind you while you kill 
Usurping your mind, you are oblivious 
You'll never know your spirit fell 
Supplanted by this deep disgust 


Death walking terror, slow mental torture 
Death walking terror, psychic tormentor