Turn the lights down low
And bar the doors up
Future is coming
Future rising up

Whoa

Chopped up, hacked up, demon piece of meat

When doors flies open
High wind approaches you
Feel the evil
Feel the heat as I blast you open

Death comes ripping
And I know it, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
And death comes ripping out

Flesh inherit
Too weak for you
Crouching over
A little too late to beg and pray

Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
Death comes ripping

And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
Death comes ripping

And I know that death comes ripping out

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Whoa