Coming from behind
My headlights drawing near
A sadist in the night
A psychopath on wheels
With toolbox at my side
And duct tape in my hands
My rope around her neck, I drag her screaming, then I

Throw them in the
One by one, with fear behind their eyes
Throw them in the
Each and all, begging for their lives
Throw them in the van

Once I get my fix I flee
Leave them for the maggot-feast
I don't know their names at all
Never found and never caught

Once I get my fix I flee
Leave them for the worms
I don't know their names at all
All I care's they die for me

Throw them in the
Throw them in the
Throw them in the van