Writers in a storm
Writers in a storm
Into this mind you’re born
Into this book you’re thrown
Like a hero without a crowd
A villain without a doubt
Writers in a storm

[Verse 1]
Death is knocking at the door
Blood will be splattered on the floor
She has got a long knife
To give to the wife
She will slice you up in two
And serve it up like stew
Death is at the door

[Verse 2]
Hey you gotta kill this man
Hey you gotta kill this man
Take him by the throat
Strangle like a goat
Then throw him in the moat
And hit him with the boat
Gotta kill this man

[Chorus]
Writers in a storm
Writers in a storm
Into this mind you’re born
Into this book you’re thrown
Like a hero without a crowd
A villain without a doubt
Writers in a storm

[Outro]
Writers in a storm