I rise from slumber one night.
I have this urge to kill.
A ritual blood bath
To fulfil my own true will.
I'll call you to come to my place.
I'll pour you a glass of wine.
I'll tell you that you are beautiful,
And then I know that you are mine.
There you stand at my doorway,
Raindrops dripping from your hair.
You ring the bell and call my name.
You're getting cold, but I don't care.
By this axe I rule,
To serve my own vision and will.
I am no one's fool.
By this axe I rule!
Fully prepared, I open the door.
Sweet is the smile embellishing your face.
You're waiting for me to caress you gently.
I spray your blood all over the place.
By this axe I rule,
To serve my own vision and will.
I am no one's fool.
By this axe I rule!
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.