Rabid Running in the night, you're worried for your life
You know he's going to take you
Dare not look behind, scared for what you'll find
It's his demesne you run through
Running blind: He's close behind and the morning's going to find you dead
Feel the b*** of the axe in his frenzied attack: Hack and slash, he'll detach your head
Hot, wet breath on your naked neck and his every step sounds loud as thunder
You won't wake as the sunlight breaks on your makeshift grave. You'll be six feet under
Die
Rabid: Death descends
Rabid: Kill again
Rabid: The madman's loose
The killing never ends
The mist is on the rise. There's murder in his eyes
They're never going to find him
The echo of his step plays herald to your death
You're just another victim
Then it seems the ground is reaching out to drag you down to die
Mounting fear: Screams in your ears you feel. You've heard the banshee's cry
One more corpse in an ice-cold morgue, will there be no end to this b***** slaughter
On your knees, strength ebbs and leaves, you beg and plead as your life burns shorter
Die
Rabid: Death descends
Rabid: Kill again
Rabid: The madman's loose
The killing never ends
© Damon Maddison, 1986
You know he's going to take you
Dare not look behind, scared for what you'll find
It's his demesne you run through
Running blind: He's close behind and the morning's going to find you dead
Feel the b*** of the axe in his frenzied attack: Hack and slash, he'll detach your head
Hot, wet breath on your naked neck and his every step sounds loud as thunder
You won't wake as the sunlight breaks on your makeshift grave. You'll be six feet under
Die
Rabid: Death descends
Rabid: Kill again
Rabid: The madman's loose
The killing never ends
The mist is on the rise. There's murder in his eyes
They're never going to find him
The echo of his step plays herald to your death
You're just another victim
Then it seems the ground is reaching out to drag you down to die
Mounting fear: Screams in your ears you feel. You've heard the banshee's cry
One more corpse in an ice-cold morgue, will there be no end to this b***** slaughter
On your knees, strength ebbs and leaves, you beg and plead as your life burns shorter
Die
Rabid: Death descends
Rabid: Kill again
Rabid: The madman's loose
The killing never ends
© Damon Maddison, 1986