[Intro – whispered, barely audible] One... two... three... they're all watching me... Four... five... six... nobody's ever free...[Verse 1] Basement air is thick with rust, blood on the concrete floor Chains still swinging from the last one, number seventeen and more I wear their faces in my mind, replay the moment that they broke Eyes rolled back, mouths wide open, begging while I slowly choke Stalked her through the parking lot, flashlight died at 2 AM She ran like prey, so beautiful, the fear that dripped from every limb Knife went in smooth, twisted twice, felt her heart fight then give up That's number twenty-three tonight... still not enough [Chorus] I am the dark that eats the light, the silence after screams Body count keeps rising, living nightmares in my dreams One by one they fall apart, painting hallways red and raw In my head it's perfect order... outside chaos, blood, and awe They fall... they fall... they fall... And the count just climbs the wall [Verse 2] Couple in the cabin thought that love would keep 'em safe Slit his throat while he was on her, watched her eyes fill with that hate Then I took my time with her — slow cuts in all the tender places Number twenty-four and twenty-five, arranged in loving embraces College girl studying alone, window unlocked like an invitation Strung her up with Christmas lights, made art from her hesitation Her roommate came home early — bonus, number twenty-seven Two for one, what a night, sent them both straight down to hell I don't sleep, I just hunt Voices whisper "more, more, more" Every corpse a stepping stone Every scream becomes my score [Chorus] I am the dark that eats the light, the silence after screams Body count keeps rising, living nightmares in my dreams Thirty... thirty-one... thirty-two... the numbers never lie In this house of broken bodies, only I feel truly alive They fall... they fall... they fall... Stack 'em neat against the wall [Verse 3 – faster, unhinged] Cop car rolled up thinking he was gonna be the hero Put him on his knees, took his badge, made it nice and slow Thirty-three, badge still shining, dripping red across my chest Now his partner’s in the trunk, number thirty-four laid to rest Family of four at Thanksgiving, thought the knife was just a game Mom first so they could watch, then the kids — called their names Daddy lasted longest, bargaining, crying, pissing on the floor Number thirty-five to thirty-eight... left 'em piled by the door I see their ghosts behind my eyes, but they don't scare me none They just stand there waiting quietly for the next one to come The hunger never leaves, it only sharpens like the blade Forty bodies in the freezer... and I'm still not satisfied [Bridge – spoken coldly, almost tender] They call me monster, psychopath, say I have no soul But every time the blade goes deep, I finally feel whole This world is meat and screaming, I'm just doing what feels right Carving order out of chaos in the middle of the night [Final Chorus – screamed, chaotic] I am the mask, I am the knife, I am the end of every prayer! Body count is climbing higher, no one left to save them there! Fifty... sixty... doesn't matter, I'll never see the end In the mind of a killer, this is heaven — welcome to my hell, my friend! They fall... they fall... they fall... And the pile grows so tall... [Outro – fading whispers over distant dripping sounds] Sixty-one... sixty-two... Come find me... I'm still counting... I'm always counting...
