Murder Anthem

Well I guess you could say
I'm part of a dying breed
Mass murder, serial kill
It all comes naturally

Behind these eyes
There's a monster that must feed
How many must die
Before y'all will see

Now I'm singing this murder anthem
I'm listening to screams
Dining on her sweet flesh
I got blood on my sleeves

At Halloween time
I'm something more than me
It's more than a day...a lifestyle
It's a part of my being

An American psycho
Serial killing freak
Bundy, Gacy, Gein ain't got nothing on me

Behind these eyes
There's a monster that must feed
How many must die

These amateurs ain't got nothing on me