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