From Hell - Doctor Smoke

Take a look inside my cold and empty eyes

Gaze into the horrors of my mind

Driven by your screams

Demons haunt my dreams

And death’s my only friend

Feel the kiss of my blade

Master and it’s slave

Wicked and impure

And from your grave, no, you can’t be saved

It’s your blood that i crave

And in the dark, i will leave my mark upon your ivory skin

Feel the kiss of my blade

Master and it’s slave

Wicked and impure

And i know i’ll die alone, but this knife is all that i need

And my whole world turns bloody red

In darkness shrouded, in crimson bathed

Watch as i play my little games

Enmity is my legacy

Reeking of misanthropy

And you’ll find me lurking

Behind every door and every corner you turn

Bastard son of man

Catch me if you can, but no one knows who i am