Look Out - He Follows You, Follows Gentle

Took His Might From Your Blood

Guarded At Your Homedoor

As A Child You Felt His Greed

Behind Stack And Darkened Doors - He Could Be

Slipping In Shadows On And On - He Is Teacherous



... Is It An Animal? Dust Over The Bay

... Is It Him? Darkman Behind The Tree

Now He Got You - Now You Are Wreck And Slave!

No Vanity Fight - You Feel The Razor As It Cuts Your Vein

This Tower Will Kill You - The Serial Infanticide

Covered With Glory - Blissful



Only One Look - You Feel Like A Worm

You Shrink, The Door Is Closed - No Escape

You Shreak With Pain

You Have Words - He Is Deaf

His Eyes Shine Glowing Fire

Fight And Pain Is True Real

Drop-shaped Blood You Hardly Feel

His Black Work Like A Shredder