[Music and lyrics by Alex Webster]
I am the black thoughts of the night
Deep in the darkness of your mind
Shrouded in
shadow, the mental torture
In the realm of death walking terror
Stalking the closest to the edge
Imposition of
depravity
Sanity holding by a thread
Desperation draws them close to me
Always unseen but never far behind
Fleeting
darkness tricks your eyes
Paranoia, a creeping horror
Guided by the death walking terror
Your hand reaches for the
knife
Subconscious molding insidious
It was always in your mind
Release the pain, a psychotic rush
Death walking
terror
Slow mental torture
I am the blood you seek to spill
I am your inner drive to kill
Dark inspiration, a moral
failure
Created by the death walking terror
Your hands have done my bidding well
Your hideous dreams now
reality
Manipulation done with stealth
I was with you, I heard the screams
Death walking terror
Slow mental
torture
Death walking terror
Psychic tormentor
The weakest ones will fall
My murderous influence appeals to their
fear
My will is just too strong
The decision was mine but they'll never know
Death walking terror
[Solo: Pat
O'Brien]
I walk behind you while you kill
Usurping your mind, you are oblivious
You'll never know your spirit
fell
Supplanted by this deep disgust
Death walking terror, slow mental torture
Death walking terror, psychic
tormentor