Be My Victim - Mortician

Innocent man, sentenced to death

Mutilated, covered with bees

Beaten and burned, hand is severed

A hundred years pass, revenge at last

Summoned from death, hook for a hand

Call him five times, candy man comes

Hook tears the flesh, rips you to death

Shreds your insides, jerks till you die

Spirit of death, resurrected

Hunting for blood, be my victim

Candy man comes, spilling flesh blood

Hunting your life, now you must die