When the pain cuts deep and the
blood runs longer
Touching your skin,
Cravings for sin grow stronger Searching for a sign, Devoured by darkness Strangled by the light
You picked the right one, baby,
I’m your target
You picked the right one, baby,
It’s a cycle
Coming for you
Tearing through like a cyclone You picked the right one, baby, It’s a cycle
Coming for you
Tearing through like a cyclone
Out of my mind
Because you drive me there I’d pour karma on your flesh Just so you can feel me
I’d drain every single ounce So you can fear the real me
You picked the right one, baby,
I’m your target
You picked the right one, baby, It’s a cycle
Coming for you
Tearing through like a cyclone You picked the right one, baby, It’s a cycle
Coming for you
Tearing through like a cyclone