Murder In Art - Nightblade lyrics

Can you feel it against your neck? My friend here will not fail It's not the first line it has drawn Now with their gods they all hail Can you feel the caress of steel? Hear the hellfire calling you Get prepared for your final breath It's the last thing you can do It's time to fare thee well You're going straight to hell To face your primal fear The nightblade is here Twisting and turning Inside of your chest My blade will let your Bleeding body rest