Demon with an angel's face
Child with an adult's grace
Dressed to kill
With iron will
Out into the street you race
There's blood to spill
A void to fill

Choose your latest victim
Lying, you convince him
He's safe with you
You love him too
But tomorrow they will find him
When you're through
Stained black and blue

So take another head count
Tally up the dead
Filter through the dying
You've left broken on their beds
Watch them as they're fading
Splintered from the fall
Though they never saw it coming
They're just marks upon your wall

back to the highway that never ends