Nocturnal Maniac - Nocturnal Graves

Blasphemous Son born of Hell fire

Nocturnal destroyer feasting on your life

Under the banner of violence and cruelty

Sadistic torture the pain awaits your soul

In a cloud of darkness I creep like a horrible mist

As chills of fear cripple your will to live

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, paralyzed

Look into my eyes, meet with evil ready to die

Gleam of the blade

Slashing and cutting your limbs, you bleed

Embrace your pain

Feel my pleasure as I hear you scream

I cannot stop

This is my lust and I must satisfy

This sickening urge

How can I end such a beautiful sight?

Sent down into Hell, I’ve opened the gates

Where Demon’s will torture your soul

The bringer of death controlled by the blade

Frenzy of bloodshed my lust

No one to answer you cry out in pain

A sardonic smile you see

Let go of your life, there’s no turning back

My blade has set you free