The Haunted

Breaking in and entering, my will is the law. I feel the scent of
innocence and I know it's all about to fall. Never repent or change, never submit or yield.
Trespassing holy ground, reveal your secrets. Unlock
these private boundaries. I'll grant you one more dream. Never repent or
change, never submit or yield. I have an urge to kill. I have an urge to
rise above my victim. To see their life blood fade away. I have an urge to
feast upon the weak. You're mine-every time. Crowbar my tool of trade.