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lyrics: J. Morse © 1982 The night is dark, the streets are empty A scarred and evil shape is out to get me Stalking through the streets, out to maim, out to kill Are you insane? Do you know what it is you do? Waste all your time, never having much to do You're a murderer. . . you murder time And the blood is on your hands, not on mine Are you sadistic? Why do you treat her that way? One of these days, she's gonna get you back, you're going to pay You're a death-dealer. . . you slaughter love And retribution's coming from above Are you insane? Do you know what you have done? You've destroyed a man, and you didn't need a gun You're a killer. . . you destroyed his heart Took away his spirit, and you tore him apart You can kill just as easily Without levelling one blow When something's gone, it's gone for good Don't tell me that you didn't know Maybe you should try and see What you're leaving in your wake Before you're left out in the cold With no path left for you to take. . . |