Текст песни Night Visions - Baker Ya Maker

(I'm)
(Freaking out here)
(There's still these divisions out there)
(Yeah, yeah)
(With all these noises, I don't know)
(They can't be walking)
(I don't know why you are defying out the dead but)
(The dead are dead)
(Are dead)
(They don't walk and they don't scream)

Better lock your doors the 3s in town
So buck underground
Coming with that style that's so mystic
Unheard of sinister sounds
A southern villain born to raise some hell
These dirty deeds will bring me bail
Someone that they could never tell
But Baker always will prevail
Focused on the danger, life so full of anger
Take a look within the mirror and all I can sees a stranger
I'm cast into a daze
The lust I sink my fangs
Torture violence is my game
And there's no better who can claim
Play jump rope with your intestines
As I laugh at your pathetic try's to get away from me
Escaping me will never happen
Hearing chants of bloody rites
Pressing with this dirty knife
Is it really worth your life
I have the urge to bring the fright
3 bags, 2 ball gags
And some heavy duty rope
Lighter fluid with some matches
This assassin's on the scope
Peer into my night vision
It's a deep incision
Can you feel me when I touch this crush is just the first addition
Can't catch me why they even try to stress
Off the grid is where I live in my dungeon made of flesh
Stick my face into the void
Paranoid I have deployed
Unto the masses I bring joy
And speak these horrors they avoid
Can't stop the madness all this death and the sadness
People searching for answers but what comes up is just tragic
See the message is lacking and all I'm hearing is static
The words they drowned in the silence
The violence always impacting
My mental state
Think there's too much on my plate
Feelin so lost I get tired of the wait
Lust for the blood I'm a monster of hate
Combust from the rush I'm just wanting a taste
Split the tension with a razor cutting deep I'm hitting veins
Knick main arteries apologies are done in vain
Fingers dipped in acid rid the prints and no ones asking
Seven deadly sins check this box the head that's wrapped in
Plastic with some duck tape leave the scene without a mistake
Calling card I just left one trace
But they'll never match my face

Can't catch me why they even try to stress
Off the grid is where I live in my dungeon made of flesh
Stick my face into the void
Paranoid I have deployed
Unto the masses I bring joy
And speak these horrors they avoid

Can't catch me why they even try to stress
Off the grid is where I live in my dungeon made of flesh
Stick my face into the void
Paranoid I have deployed
Unto the masses I bring joy
And speak these horrors they avoid

(Guard!)
(The way)
(This is darkness)
(Into the flames)
(For the eternity)