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Andrei Chikatilo
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Metal
Andrei Chikatilo was released on March 13, 2026 by SKYND as a part of the album Andrei Chikatilo - Single
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Release DateMarch 13, 2026
LabelSKYND
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SKYND SKYND
SKYND SKYND
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SKYND SKYND
SKYND SKYND
Songwriter
Father Father
Father Father
Songwriter
Grayson Finley
Grayson Finley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Father Father
Father Father
Executive Producer

Lyrics

The world's worst serial killer was marched into the court this morning. (Hungry for the kill)
The hero Judge found him guilty of killing mutilating 52 women and children
(I feed on your pain)
Это вот эти все перверсии (Hungry for the kill)
И на базе этого, всё, вот эти, мне вот уже там на мозги всякие клапаны ставили, там мозги там фиксировали, там
(A dose to my brain)
You are hungry, I am hungry too
I don't fit in boy, neither do you
I'm your teacher, I'm your neighbour
In Stalin's Russia, I'm a stranger
Rip it, stab it, grab it
Cut right through it, chew it
Call me Chika-tilo
Call me The Red Ripper
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Hard on for the thrill
A dose to my brain
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Your death is my thrill
A dose to my brain
Grab some bread in my shed
Kopeks for your little mouth
Can't undo what I've done
I've just ripped your guts out
Nipple, tongue, uterus
Chew it then I spit it out
Can't unsee what you have seen
I've just gouged your eyes out
You are hungry, I am hungry too
I don't fit in boy, neither do you
I'm your teacher, I'm your neighbour
In Stalin's Russia, I'm a stranger
Rip it, stab it, grab it
Cut right through it, chew it
Call me Chika-tilo
Call me The Red Ripper
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Hard on for the thrill
A dose to my brain
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Your death is my thrill
A dose to my brain
(Hungry for the kill)
Grab some bread in my shed
Kopeks for your little mouth
Can't undo what I've done
I've just ripped your guts out
(Hungry for the kill)
Nipple, tongue, uterus
Chew it then I spit it out
Can't unsee what you have seen
I've just gouged your eyes out
Hungry for the kill
(Rip it, stab it)
Hard on for the thrill
(Cut it, through it)
Hungry for the kill
(Call me The Red-)
Your death is my thrill
(Call me The Red)
Ripper
Written by: Father Father, Grayson Finley, SKYND SKYND
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