grinning like an undertaker

Sami Yusuf

You re the filthy creature
Crouched in the shadows
Of a street light
Hunched over your catch
Shit, she s barely alive
Blood dried up and caked in her hair
Her face just a bloody mess
Just when you think you re gonna
Finish the job
Martha comes along
Just to set things straight.

Gaping mouth
Full of razor-sharp teeth
All seeing eyes
She s staring you down.

She shatters your skull
In her vice-like grip
She tears your head off
Your victim gets sick
Lucky for you she wasn t dead
You just lost your head
Your brains oozing out
From between her fingers
Your blood wets her lips.

Grinning like an undertaker
Ready to dress a corpse
Grinning like an undertaker
Ready to dress a corpse