Good Mourning.     Hey, I don't feel so good.  Something's not right,  Something's coming over me  What the fuck is this?      Killer, intruder, homicidal man.  If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.  A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street.  I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.  Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend,  Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deeds.     My hammer's a cold piece of blood-lethal steel.  I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal.  Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads,  Deviant defilers, you're next to be dead.  I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent.  Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head. Yeah!     Their bodies convulse, in agony, and, pain.  I mangle their faces, till no features remain.  A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds.  First take out the organs, then cut off the head.  The remains of flesh now sop under my feet.  One more bloody massacre, the murders' complete.  I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend.  And, blood baths are my way of getting clean.  I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill.  I have no remorse for the blood that I spill  A merciless butcher who lives underground.  I'm out to destroy you and ,I will, cut you down.  I see you, and, I'm waiting ,for Black Friday.     Killer, intruder, homicidal man.  If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.  A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street.  I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.  I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill.  I have no remorse for the blood that I spill  A merciless butcher who lives underground.  I'm out to destroy you and ,I will, cut you down.     It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall.