Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Psychopomps
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesper Schmidt
Songwriter
Flemming Norre Larsen
Songwriter
Lyrics
Psycho on the loose
A madman on the run
Everybody thinks
I'm killing for fun
But it's just about time
They start to realize
Killing is easy
Torture's my game
I love
Enjoying their screams
Enjoying their pain
Enjoying their fear
Oh, what a game
Killing in the face
They never realized
What the hell it was
Until they got fried
Never knew what struck
The back of their heads
Immediately dead
Too bad
I aimed at their heads
To give them most pain
The bomb was misplaced
They died without pain
Prepare
For murder
Escape
The slaughter
Never try to catch me
'Cause you never will
Never think I'll stop
'Cause I'll forever kill
Never hope to take
Away my biggest thrill
My only skill
Just run
'Cause no one's safe
No place to hide
You can't escape
You're all gonna die
Prepare
For murder
Escape
The slaughter
Prepare
For murder
Escape
The slaughter
Escape, escape, escape, escape, escape, escape, escape, escape
The slaughter, the slaughter, the slaughter, the slaughter
Written by: Flemming Norre Larsen, Jesper Schmidt

