In the night time so eager to deceive 
You cut the throat of man and caused us all disbelief 
In the shadow of the distant far 
You creep slowly but we know just who you are 

Don’t let him 
Deprive you 
Don’t let him No! 

Looking viciously wearing his décor
Knowing secretly your wounds 
SALT HE POURS 
Deep inside you, you know which way to go 
Your inside certain but your flesh keeps saying no

At the bit he’s chomping to destruct your soul 
Causing man to fight 
Self-destruction a alamode 
Candy coated you hear this massage clear 
Stand and fight death as for your soul you’re not to fear