Ready your souls, it's reaping time. This decision is your last. What side are you on boy? Satan will be your savior. You'll roast, you'll toast in the Devil's garden. Get ready to run, ready for fun; we’re gonna crucify you, flaying your skin along the way. You are dead, you are dead, you are dead, you are dead, you are dead, you are dead, you are dead.
I’m back and ready for a killing spree. Your souls are mine, just stay and bleed.
What is that smell? It's human flesh. The hunt begins, feel the fear. Get on your knees and you better pray your nightmare isn't our dream coming true…it is.
I killed a man cause he looked at me; limb from limb I just set him free. His arms look good mounted on my wall, he'll be my trophy until the next man falls. The next man falls. Could it be you? Yes, it's gonna be you.