From the recording The Maze

I laid it out on the table, a blade and a knife,
Bolted the door, no running for your life,
I set the scene,
Slow Motion Killer.

Feel the chill shiver up right into your skeleton,
Your bones are intact but baby they’ll be broken,
Slow Motion Killer.

I’m in your brains,
I’m in your brains,
All this pressure building up,
Don’t it feel so strange??

Joel taught me how the real criminals create,
Blood everywhere, fascination with decay,
I set the scene,
Slow Motion Killer.

With the lights on the set,
And the actors in their place,
Chalk, white, ghost expression on your face,
Here's the scene: Slow Motion Killer

I’m in your brains,
I’m in your brains,
All this pressure building up,
Don’t it feel so strange