Turn the lights down low   And bolt the door up   Future is coming   Future rising up      Whoa Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead   With both eyes open   I wait up for the kill   Feel the evil   Feel the heat as I blast you open      Death comes ripping   And it's going, death comes ripping   You feel the heat as death comes ripping   Rip your back out   And death comes ripping out      Flesh and the blood   Too weak for the likes of you   Turning it over   A little too late to penetrate      Death comes ripping   And it's going, death comes ripping   You feel the heat as death comes ripping   Rip your back out   Death comes ripping      And it's going, death comes ripping   You feel the heat as death comes ripping   Rip your back out   Death comes ripping   And I know that death comes ripping out      Whoa   Whoa   Whoa   Whoa