This is based on the "Resident Evil" series, just in case you were wondering...
Man he's a dead one.
Like he's been basking in the midday sun.
I hear the cackling of birds,
kill every one.
And now you're a ghoul.
I'm a policeman.
My little heart is really beatin'.
You're my reason for leavin'
my work and house, too.
And if you said this knife ain't good enough,
I will use, my herbs, to lift me up,
I would use my knife, to better slit you, fool.
Because you're a ghoul.
It's just like the black blood,
Under the wounds.
It's the same as your complexion drippin' off of you.
You got the kinda virus that can be so cruel.
Aim for the heart,
Make it bleed
Or else forget about it.
I'll tell you one thing.
If you eat me it'd be a crying shame.
And I'll be sleepin' with the worms,
if you have your way, killing me, now.
From my radio,
I hear distress calls comin' through, you know?
You feel the bullets of my gun,
So hot and swift shootin' you down, down, down.
And if you said this knife ain't good enough,
I will use, my herbs, to lift me up,
I would use my knife, to better slit you, fool.
Because you're a ghoul.
It's just like the black blood,
Under the wounds.
It's the same as your complexion drippin' off of you.
You got the kinda virus that can be so cruel.
Aim for the heart,
Make it bleed
Or else forget about it.
It's just like the black blood,
Under the wounds.
It's the same as your complexion drippin' off of you.
You got the kinda virus that can be so cruel.
Aim for the heart,
Make it bleed
Or else forget about it.
Or else forget about it.