Put your hands in the air. Your traps back to you
Your tormentor comes to take you to the carnage

I am the cancer you try to hide
I am the leprosy you pretend not to see
I'm not the victim, I victimize
I'm not accomplice, but mastermind

I will, I will kill you
When you least expect
I will, I will kill you
It's a lurking hex

You've fled for all your life, but not tonight
I've been waiting for this time, ebullition of fright

Your conscience returns from the shadows to condemn you
Breathing becomes scarce, clogging the blood flow
The terror remains until the moment of death
No place for the true regret in a rotten heart

I will, I will kill you
When you least expect
I will, I will kill you
It's a lurking hex

Metastasis of lies attracted the flies
Insufficient hemostasis, no way to disguise