Saw Mill Road (Labyrinthe)

These terrors are of older standing They date beyond this wretched life From which I envision Deflating under torture There is no stopping what can't be stopped The burden of this carcass Is worth the wait and anguish The following events will echo through eternity Like every slasher before me I have come to unveil death Fear of option highs me The damned always choose quick and painless But what they all soon realize Is that I don't provide that choice How fast would you die if I decide to cut your head clean off