Music & arrangement: Williams
Lyrics & Riff Contribution: Van Doorn
Hardly noticed by those nearby
At least one witness drove on by
Flashlight blinds from the passenger door
Gunshots ring-out, ripping open a whore
Another young girl, battered and dead
One hand on her throat, my knife it shreds
Baby in the backseat
Watching mother turn to cold meat
Another victim runs round in a darkened room
Jagged nails in the floor, and no shoes
Tied over an ant hill to hear her scream
Hung by her thumbs and burnt in the sun