We give and take life from either side of the knife
With his stale bloody gloves, he reaches in
Knowing death has a plan, holds the filth in his hand
Shuts the cellar door tight and makes his goodnight
We give and take life from either side of the knife
With his stale bloody gloves, he reaches in
Knowing death has a plan, holds the filth in his hand
Shuts the cellar door tight and makes his goodnight