Random acts of knifings
rage has enraged our desires
you shall feel our wrath
as we dance thru the fire
a constant war path
random acts of knifings
starved we stand with very little hope
with scalps in hand, we deny your plans
we've come for your throat
random acts of knifings
rise or fall, could be the death of us all
but we'll take that chance with knives in hand
this promise like blood will continue to spill
and fall from our lips and drip
from the tips of our salivating tongues
random acts of knifings
your only weapon is your mind
fuck that we've got knives
on that sacred night
thre sacrifice, we're finally satisfied
our appetite
by the way of the knife we have taken
back our lives
slice by blood thirsty slice