You better put on your best desguise
But everybody knows that´s you
´cause you need your best suit tonight
We´ll look at you as if we didn´t know you very well

I approach you
I can smell you
You are my gotcha!!
And we´ll pretend to believe in that sweet pretty face of yours
Blood and gore are my pleasure

When we see your charming walk
We´ll hear your hooves hit the ground
When you smile mercifully at us
We´ll get scared about the size of your fangs

I endeavor to keep the blood away from me
Though my hands are never clean
I twist the knife to set you free
I and my knife are your only choice

I sign on your ears as i set you free you innocently stare at the sky
At something i can´t see...
Blood and gore, blood and gore, gory pleasure