Rush - Hour Killing Spree — Putrid Pile

Today is a perfect day for killing Sharpen my machete so that it could split a hair Use it on myself before the others My blood runs red as my heart still pounds with excitement Running through the streets – A madman Hacking up everyone – In sight Blood splattered on my – Face I leave behind a trail of pain and misery People scattering in every direction Running for their lives No lives within reach are spared I've found a release to vent my hatred Running through the streets – A madman Hacking up everyone – In sight Blood splattered on my – Face I leave behind a trail of pain and misery Death – Becomes them Horror – Fills the streets I have to make the most of my killing spree Pressing on faster to cover more area Motivated by the sound of people gagging on their own blood I give new meaning to the term "paint the town red" Running through the streets – A madman Hacking up everyone – In sight Blood splattered on my – Face I leave behind a trail of pain and misery