Ride the Wings of Pestilence

Hiding behind the shadows I'll be waiting in the dark To drive this blade straight through your heart I'll drag your body to the car As blood races down my arm I think everyone will wonder where you are tonight [Chorus] I'll hide you in my walls Your body will never be found I'll wear your skin as a suit, pretend to be you Your friends will like you more then they used to Dear diary, my teen angst bullshit has a body count I believe it's six going on seven now I've been dreaming about you In a pool of your own blood With your eyes gouged out By the work of my thumbs The scent of your insides From under the floorboards The perfect perfume For settling a score [Chorus] Ride the wings of pestilence