I'll thrill you; I'll kill you; cut your heart out   Then I'll dismember your body parts   I'll break in your house late at night   My smiling face is your final sight   I'll cut your throat with a razor blade   And leave you in a shallow grave   I'll pound your face against the fuckin' street   You'll love my work; It'll be complete   I'll strip you and rip you; your death is my game   I love my work and I have no shame   I'll pick you up when you're hitchhiking   Then you'll never be seen again   I'll cave in your head, Your face I'll distort   Then you'll end up as a "missing" report   I'll smash your skull with a two-by-four   Till your brains are on the floor