i can feel it...

[the] blood seething from

[the] ruby coloured vein

vain  pain  pray  prey

tell, how can you save us

[you] wicked, wild jackelope of man

[you] vicious, manic driller of souls

truth to tell, fires in hell

cold as the soul as it's ripped out

[you] breathe the soul like oil

[you], the great killer of man

breathe the soul like oil

a car crushing bodies like a ford

[the]blood's coming now, from

[the] deep black gold of hell, seething forth

...i can feel it