Verse 1 Midnight’s shroud gets fucked, gore dumps from blackened sky, Blades shred scarlet rivers, victims scream as they die. Nameless ghost, I phase through brick, slashing flesh to bone, Meat hacked to bloody ribbons, wails carved deep in stone. Bloody blades twirl in my grip, blood sprays wild crimson arcs, Skulls bust with jagged sparks, raw pulp rots in the dark. Guts spill like a slaughterhouse, painting night fuck-red, Entrails choke my fingers, sparking terror’s mad dread. Chorus Blade fucks throat, steel rips haze, a killer’s maze explodes, Shapeshift, stalk, crimson trail, where horror’s wrath unfolds. Faces melt in panic’s grip, hearts burst in gory sprawl, Slasher’s hymn torches night, heeding Halloween’s call. Verse 2 Walls can’t block my shadow, I glide like a wraith through stone, Cleaver splits fucking ribcage, drenching streets in red glow. Eyeballs pop and splatter, veins puke scarlet streams, Laughter fuels my rampage, weaving nightmare’s seams. Bones crunch under my boots, livers explode in my clutch, Sinew rips like garbage, blood floods in a river’s rush. I’m the specter laughing, slicing meat for twisted sport, Gore’s my fucking canvas, painted red in death’s court. Chorus Blade fucks throat, steel rips haze, a killer’s maze explodes, Shapeshift, stalk, crimson trail, where horror’s wrath unfolds. Faces melt in panic’s grip, hearts burst in gory sprawl, Slasher’s hymn torches night, heeding Halloween’s call. Bridge Knives clash like rabid wolves, spraying blood on cursed ground, Ghostly form dissolves, reforms, in death’s fucked-up playground. Skulls crack with hellish rage, flesh tears to tattered shreds, Slaughter’s pulse pounds brutal, as victims choke on dread. Throats gurgle sick chaos, ribcages cave in quick, Phantom born of carnage, I make agony stick. No mask hides my madness, no name brands my thrill, Primordial meat meets steel, and time itself gets killed. Verse 3 Pumpkin’s glow lights my path, I hack through screaming crowd, Intestines drape my shoulders, shrieks rip loud and proud. Spines snap like shitty twigs, blood pools in moonlit streams, Blades carve through the silence, fueling slaughter’s dreams. Void’s own butcher, slipping past locked gates like piss, Cleaving limbs with glee, death served on cracked-plate bliss. Gore’s my hymn, it surges, painting night’s black core, Each kill’s a fucking masterpiece, blood-drenched evermore. Chorus Blade fucks throat, steel rips haze, a killer’s maze explodes, Shapeshift, stalk, crimson trail, where horror’s wrath unfolds. Faces melt in panic’s grip, hearts burst in gory sprawl, Slasher’s hymn torches night, heeding Halloween’s call. Outro Bloodveil drops, blades go still, carnage fucks the dawn, Ghost-killer fades to shadows, but slaughter rages on. Gore’s echo hums through night, where broken bodies decay, Halloween’s my killing ground, I’m born to fucking slay.

Bloodveil Slasher