Face of My Enemy - Pretty Maids

Where are you hiding

Now who am I fighting

What I can’t see that’s what I fear

Some kind of weirdo

Well that’s what I’m scared off

I feel your psychotic stare

The face of my enemy

Let me see

The face of my enemy

Under the surface

Your purpose to hurt us

Is spawned by fanatical fire

Is it conceived

By religious belief

Or some kind of pervert desire

Who are you?

The face of my enemy

Let me see

Someone behind you

Beside you around you

The neighbor next door

Or the loner upstairs

Rising suspicion

Devilish mission

I know you’re out there somewhere

Your wraith is your weapon

Your hatefully driven

As fast as the speed of your pain

Something compels you

There’s something that tells you

That someone should suffer the same

The face of my enemy

Let me see

The face of my enemy