Текст: 3 Inches Of Blood. Here Waits Thy Doom. Silent Killer.

When justice needs correction
Or revenge upon a foe
A special breed of hunter
Can be summoned for a price
Just pay him what he asks for
The victim won't survive the night
You won't see the silent killer
Nor will you see your fate
You won't hear him
As he cuts your throat
No time to fear the silent killer
For you will be too late
Take your last breath
As he bleeds you dry

[Chorus x2:]
Never seen, never heard
Assassins way of life

A midnight fog is on the loose
Someones end is near
Stealth and speed are his allies
Nowhere to be found
Swiftly through the shadows
Always hidden in black
(something) of the silent killer
One more fatality
Another neck is broken and gone without a trace
You'll never find the silent killer
Your certain death comes quietly
Gone as quickly as he came
He cannot be stopped

[chorus x2]

[solo]

You're dead!

[chorus x4]