In for the Kill - Killing Machine

Go to sleep, go to sleep and your troubles are over

Go to sleep, go to sleep and you’ll never dream again

Death technique pulsating, triggers in his brain

His method of killing, bringer of quick pain

Skilled killer, flawless, smoothly gets the hit done

With glimmer in his eyes his lullaby is sung

Cold hearted, no remorse

Steady moving…

In for the kill

Moving in for the kill

In for the kill

Closing in for the kill

Expert at disposal he knows what to do

This passion brings pleasure surveys his scheme through

At point blank he aims at his mark of the day

Acclaimed assassin adds one to his pay

There’s a flicker in their eyes

As he comes to their surprise

Never knowing what hit them

Makes a sign of the cross

For this poor soul and it’s loss

Such pizzazz he’s Mr. Grimm

Your price was paid

And to waste your laid

No time to pray

Wipes his hands and walks away