I'm your worst nightmare
Do I look like I care?
My hands are violent like winter
They are made to make bones splinter
You fuck with me
There you have, a worst enemy
Harassing your precious little life
Take better care what's yours, maybe child or wife
Grinding and grinding, now it is sharp, my knife
It whispers me "We're are ready to take a life, you and I"
One as violent as winter can make you cold
And you thought that you are so bold
Violent winters burn down houses
