Savatage - Out On The Streets

He's chasing you down the alleys of death Where many have died, and where you will breathe your final breath Your pulse starts to quicken, blood runs to your head You start to feel sick by the thought of becomin dead Scream murder, he's coming for you Blade in his hand, he knows what to do, yeah Scream murder, what can you do? No one to help, it's just him and you He brings harm to your senses of fear A feeling that will not disappear, as the bells of midnight toll Where can you run to? Where can you hide? This feeling has built up inside He's gonna take it all away!!!!!! How his alley resembles the morgue Can you hear the pounding of the doors? That is his house, he's gonna get you today Scream murder! The last words you say Scream murder, he's coming for you Blade in his hand, he knows what to do, yeah. Scream murder, what can you do? No one to help, it's just him and you H's gonna get you! Alright!! No!!!!!!! No!!!!!! Get away!!!!!!!!! No!!!!!!! No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No!!!!!!!!!