He sees the body unprepared
Stalking the prey everywhere
Moves in for the k** tonight
Bow down to his will and might
Too late to run
Raise of the sledge
Bring it down on her head
Hunting victims out of lust
Embedding the terror
His sledge will never rust
See the body lie on the floor
You panic then race for the door
k** for Pleasure
Satisfy the need
k** for Pleasure
Make her bleed
Prowling the graves, he looks for souls
Fit for slaves, some heads are gonna roll
Stalkers find clue at one hellish sight
Of the k**ers presence, end of his plight
k** for pleasure... k** for pleasure