Going in for the kill

Over the mountains, over the hills, this is how I want to live
Under the surface, going in for the kill, this is how I wanna feel
Tricking and luring, casting by black-blue eyes, never standing still
Always being sure, I'll watch you while you fry, this is how I will

Going back, going forth, going against for whatever I will
Standing still, only for the thrill of the kill, whenever I will
Creeping, crawling, good riddance to you, I'm going in for the kill
The kill remains silent behind walls of glass, wherever I will

Casting a spell of water so still that you never want to live or kill
Drinking the water so still that you never move or feel the thrill
Hiding behind black-shadow-blue eyes, bathing in the water so still
That I still feel the will to live with the thrill of silent kills

Running through the cities, jumping over mountains and lakes of water so still
Crawling through the jungle, flying through the sky, I want and I will
Seeking blood and vengeance, I see the blood in your veins froze still
Your screams remains silent behind walls of glass if I so will
Thrill creeping up my spine, this is how I love and live, I'm willing to go in for the kill