Psycho Eddie's theme lyrics
Written by Patrice
Music to go with the lyrics: Terror in the depths of the fog
Note: The lyrics don't kick in until the song is half way through (They start at 2:00 mins into the song)
The smell of blood
The taste of fear
I want to hear
The sound
Bullet piercing
Blood spattering
The screaming
Hit the floor
Return for more
Death served from a gun
Let's have some more fun
It's the beginning for me
It's the end for you.
You're all through
Did nothing to me
But I'll do you in either way
Johnny's heeere to stay
But I'll only play
With a warm gun
So come prepared
Get ready
I am the terror in the depths, of the fog, I am the backbone You lack to bring death to the innocent, I am the angel, of death, I am your savior, You bring me joy, Harmony of the screams, Red painting the floor, Come back for more, I'll give it to you again, but You can only live once, Living dead. Shot through the head, it's that easy, Easy prey makes this day much more joyful, Any excuse that exists to kill, I'll use it to the fullest, to feel the bullet empty from the gun, to empty life from a body, You and I are the same, We aren't like other people.
(Note: For those of you who don't know, my real name is Patrice, Blah)
Written by Patrice
Music to go with the lyrics: Terror in the depths of the fog
Note: The lyrics don't kick in until the song is half way through (They start at 2:00 mins into the song)
The smell of blood
The taste of fear
I want to hear
The sound
Bullet piercing
Blood spattering
The screaming
Hit the floor
Return for more
Death served from a gun
Let's have some more fun
It's the beginning for me
It's the end for you.
You're all through
Did nothing to me
But I'll do you in either way
Johnny's heeere to stay
But I'll only play
With a warm gun
So come prepared
Get ready
I am the terror in the depths, of the fog, I am the backbone You lack to bring death to the innocent, I am the angel, of death, I am your savior, You bring me joy, Harmony of the screams, Red painting the floor, Come back for more, I'll give it to you again, but You can only live once, Living dead. Shot through the head, it's that easy, Easy prey makes this day much more joyful, Any excuse that exists to kill, I'll use it to the fullest, to feel the bullet empty from the gun, to empty life from a body, You and I are the same, We aren't like other people.
(Note: For those of you who don't know, my real name is Patrice, Blah)