The House is Sold Out
The sun is down, I'm up again
Hiding from the light
Ready for another meal
Another bloody night
Searching trough every street
For something...
Oh! Look just what I've found
A little party, an isolated house
This is the perfect place
Oh, yeah!
This is it, I'm gonna' slay them one by one
Again and again
Their blood will feed my lust
Looking trough the window I can see
Mute voices laughing at TV
They're tem, they will never breath again
There won't be much left of them
I come in, the slay begins
My knife trough their tiny skulls
Then crush the TV in a guy's head
I guess that one's quite dead
The little girl didn't even yell!
Her head in a thousand pieces
The other, left her to die
With both arms and legs cuted off!
Feeding on the flesh of the dead
Pleasing the voices in my head
Staring the eyes full of dread...
Looking trough the window I can see
Empty eyes are staring at TV
They're tem not breathing anymore
There's no much left of them