The Maniac -

Nightly hunt for a godless warrior

Victim’s blood satisfies your hungry for the dead

Satan’s legate builds your weapons for to kill

There’s no rest for a killer zombie pain

Chorus:

The night has come and your victim walks alone

Madness curse impulses your knife to crush the flesh

Ritual that feeds your bloody passion of a serial killer

Criminal attack with the power from hell

Infernal design causes pain to your mind

And your face is totally horrified

No escape from the razor of his hand of death

His brain is in war of torment and pain

And his eyes are burning and blood red

Victim blood is spilling for the street

To condemn to the hellish endless pain