feeling as cold as ice i never ever think twice hunting down my pray - they die cross my line of death and there will be nothing left anyway you choose you loose architect of pain deadly is my middle name and i'm like a pscchopath and i create the aftermath that sets my sights on you ..haven't you figured that its open season i'll track your punk ass down and kill you for very good reason running like a frightend little rabbit would run i won't be satisfied until your nullified before my eyes as its open season on you i am gonna pull my pease your punk ass is gonna cease just look into my eye black as pich to horrorfiy you can screan and kiss your punk ass goodbye ......