Good Mourning

Hey, I don't feel so good
Something's not right
 [bad word] over me
What the [bad word] is this?
Whoa!

Killer, [bad word]  homicidal man
If you see me [bad word] as fast as you can
Blood-thirsty demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat

Blood-thirsty demon, sinister fiend
Bludgeonous slaughter's my evil deed

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!

Bodies convulse in agony, and pain
I mangle their face till no features remain
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 [bad word] 
I seek to dismember, a [bad word] fiend
Bloodbath's my way of getting clean

I lurk in the alley wait for the kill
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
merciless butcher who lives underground
I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down
I see you and I'm waiting for Black Friday

Turn me loose!

Killer, [bad word]  homicidal man
If you see me [bad word] as fast as you can
blood-thirsty demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat

Blood-thirsty demon, sinister fiend
Bludgeonous slaughter's my evil deed 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