blower

like a killer in the state, like a rat in a maze, living in a city of freak, lives on children in the snow, it's too late you can't go, smashes on with turning teeth, run like blower, eats like a grinder, the wheels of chains, roles and roles again, it was marching like a prowler, sacrifice the raw flesh, you are nice, you are cash, here come the flesh eater, chatterning sound of iron, you smell the smoke of carbone, tell me if it's near, i'm in the snow, i panic, i can't go, i see the yellow blades of danger