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lyrics
He sharpens his tools with a gleam in his eye
Anticipation swells with the darkness inside
Waiting and watching for the object of desire
To pass through the shadow for him to admire
Quietly he lurks just far enough behind
Not to be noticed just close enough to find
That spark that he craves as he closes in it ignites
And all his pain is dissolved in the blood of the night
Another dream’s been unfolded its time to cover the tracks
With each new victim he’s molded now there’s no turning back
The night is winding down now as he discards the evidence
His only trophy the memory of the time they spent
The hungers growing stronger such an insatiable urge
Cant focus on his routine to busy plotting his next purge
Every face he passes turns ugly and begs for him to release
That tormented soul the body keeps trapped beneath
He can feel something rising, it’s been buried deep within
True lust can be so enticing; his thirst could never be quenched
No patience to follow the pattern neglecting all his own rules
Cant even bother to clean up or even sharpen his tools
He wonders if he’s cracking up or getting closer to the light
How could something so compelling in the end not be what is right?
So he falls asleep with a smile, feeling utterly justified