Butcher of Los Angeles

Walk in the darkness
Fate is all I see
Or is it madness?
They are watching me
Step inside
This is what my mind
Locks away behind
This is what it hides

Lock your doors shut out the night
I know where you will be tonight
Dusk goes dark and don’t you know
The sands of time are running low

Walk in the madness
Far beyond the need
Before we reach the core
Tread along with me
Where there are secrets
That I have to show
Pathways of my mind
That we will follow

Hand in hand alone with death
Crawling fast now as I step
The knife cuts back the flesh to bone
As the hounds of hell howl along

To the butchery