Drag him from his bed

String him up, string him up to the ceiling

Keep him blind, keep him feeling

Keep his nerves on fire, get him screaming

Let his screams die out, make him quiet

Make him quiet now!

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Ready or not

Where the fuck will you run?

I'll burn every hiding spot down

I'll burn every hiding spot down

Leave no stone unturned

Leave you senseless, broken, and in pain

Leave nothing unturned

Let no shred of sanity remain

Drag him from his bed

String him up, string him up to the ceiling

Keep him blind, keep him feeling

Keep his nerves on fire, get him screaming

Let his screams die out, make it hurt, make it loud!