Holy scriptures tell the tales
Of men's downfall and their wails
Maybe there's hope
But you must confess now
To save you from
Your rotten flesh
Oh death, where's your victory?
Oh death, where's your sting?
In for the kill, in for the thrill
A scavenger waiting for you to fall ill
Please be my guest
And resist sudden death
When I dig in
Like hungry wolves
Oh death, where's your victory?
Oh death, where's your sting?
In for the kill, in for the thrill
A scavenger waiting for you to fall ill
In for the kill, in for the thrill
A perverted dance where the weak stand no chance
Upon the mark of the beast, damnation's unleashed
Kept forever in the dark, thy will, will be done
The brimstones of hell will burn eternally
Your doom starts today, torture infernally
In for the kill, in for the thrill
A scavenger waiting for you to fall ill
In for the kill, in for the thrill
A perverted dance where the weak stand no chance
In for the kill
In for the kill
In for the kill
