I like it    I don't like it

Turn the lights down low

And bolt the door up

Future is coming

Future rising up

Whoa Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead

With both eyes open

I wait up for the kill

Feel the evil

Feel the heat as I blast you open

Death comes ripping

And it's going, death comes ripping

You feel the heat as death comes ripping

Rip your back out

And death comes ripping out

Flesh and blood

Too weak for you

Turning it over

A little too late to penetrate

Death comes ripping

And it's going, death comes ripping

You feel the heat as death comes ripping

Rip your back out

Death comes ripping

And it's going, death comes ripping

You feel the heat as death comes ripping

Rip your back out

Death comes ripping

And I know that death comes ripping out

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa