I am a walking screaming hell A thing of torture to behold This vivisection splits my soul A thing of torture to behold, yeah Woah, where you run to Woah, won't take too long Oh, I've come to get you Oh, won't take too long Oh, and death should know me Oh, no hesitating Woah, give up your heart Woah, it ain't so lonely Oh, without your heart Oh, and death should know me My hands are dirty with his blood And I can take you there I've got a brand new God But if I lay you there Under my brand new God Then I will slay you there For my brand new God Oh, where are you running to? Oh, it didn't take too long Oh, I've come and gone now Oh, you didn't take too long Oh, and death should know me My hands are dirty with his blood Oh, and death should know me After all I prepared you for the second coming of my god