Come a Little Closer

They call me the madman fear my name Violently convulsing back at it again Sleeping with the enemy, whose to blame? You know it's all the same to me It's all just a game Killing is to pleasure, as blood is to wine Yes I am evil are you gonna cry? Come a little closer I've got something to say I'll skin you alive Preserve, rot, and decay Ladies and gentlemen, live well and strong! The fire burns as the night goes on They call the me the reaper of a field of corn Drag you down to hell where the weather is warm Bloodstains on the ceiling fall like rain And bodies scattered all around vultures pick their brains Vultures pick their brains Death is hard to measure when you're still alive No anesthesia, feel the pain as you die Come a little closer I've got something to say I'll torture your mind with poison in your veins Crawling out from my little cave! Enter if you think that you are something brave They call me Satan, nice to meet you man I didn't catch your name, could you repeat it again? Sorry but I'm late for what we call in hell A prime-time deal on the souls you sell Creeping all along the room, shadows dance Seeking never ending gloom in a ghostly trance (Haha you never had a chance) Killing is to pleasure, as blood is to wine Yes I am evil, all the time Come a little closer I've got something to say You're stuck in a nightmare you cannot escape! Ladies and gentlemen, no need to fear! Off with your heads, your ending is near!