Desvelo
The monster in me makes me roam the streets
Just to watch this city bleed
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Now another one's slain
Ain't the last
I Guarantee
Deprived of sleep
I can't seem to keep
These hands from doing wrong

But these hands are willed
And these, hands are skilled
In puttin Demons Where they belong

Desvelo

I've seen such unholy displays
How can You sleep
Knowin' they got away
So I have perfected the art
Of hunting my own kind
And one by one
All the wicked will run
From the flame of the divine

Desvelo

You wonder why I do the things I do. Well, I must do them.
I'm taking the night and I'm findin a place to put the knife.
You wonder why I kill the way I kill. it's not the thrill of it.
I'm makin things right, I'm not tryin to make it in the highlights
Stabbin away at the beast of the day is my right
It won't be long until all who have wronged will feel my might

I can see I won't be sleepin soon.

Die

Well I am just serving the words of my master
For he shows his rage in the form of disasters
And I know I'll get to the kingdom much faster
By not following all the glorified pastors
Who preach to you that everyone's got a purpose
Then pass the collection plates at every service
Well I decide who lives or who dies
So the righteous can survive

You wonder why I do the things I do
Well I must do them
I'm takin the night and I'm findin a place to put the knife
You wonder why I kill the folks I kill, It's not the thrill of it

I'm makin things right, I'm not tryin to make it in the highlights
Stabbin away at the beast of the day is my right
It won't be long until all who have wronged will feel my might
I can see I won't be sleepin soon.