Flesh Hunt

[Verse: Cornflex]
Don't walk in the middle of a night you might get caught by the Leatherface
Turn around, no time for thinking and thoughts, you better add a little bit of that pace
Only fools expect to see him running with a chainsaw, hell nah
He be gunning on a dude aiming at his head, like
From twenty feet apart
Pop, pop, gun shots, body drops and the heart suddenly beats no more
The return of the madness, ain't no nurse that can handle that
And there might be sirens, I don't know
But they arrive too late in my streets, they don't show
Up, cause they are scared of the motherfucker
Shock, silenced and stunned, ten corpses chopped on the whole floor
Every single one, missing eye, nose or tongue
Limbs sliced and separated from their body parts, so many pieces gone
Another motherfucking flesh hunt
Vengeance of the serial killers just begun