| Behind the little boy's eyes name is written in blood | |
| There is not a clue in sight, not a moment of clarity | |
| Grew up to be a man behind the white fence he rules and he stands | |
| Frowning at the happy world outside | |
| But inside his head it's dark | |
| Just remember this | |
| Everyone is a mother's son | |
| Different colour different skin | |
| Scarred for life there is no turning back | |
| He lifts the blade over his head | |
| Watch him intoxicated by his victims fear | |
| He is about to deliver his attack | |
| But inside his head it's dark | |
| Just remember this | |
| Everyone is a mother's son | |
| Monster, the monster inside | |
| Monster, we all live in fear | |
| For the monster, the monster inside | |
| Monster, the monster is near | |
| Ready to kill, ready to strike | |
| The screams so loud makes him high so high | |
| He walks away in a perfect time | |
| But he will return to the scene of the crime | |
| But inside his head it's dark |