Rip and cut and mutilate the innocent,
his friends, and again and again and on and on.
You make me own my life in Hell; my kingdom back to the bound
You say you don´t make it alone; kingdom back to the Lord
Falling, I say; you too, falling; you too, born to die
Come with hate
Come and die
One day I´ll face you all alone,
enduring out with wind and ice
It´s payback time; it´s your demise sought to feel:
they´ll taste of my scythe
You say my ear, my God who help me, God take yours in shame
Back too low, I want your head on a plate to feel my eyes
Come with me, I want your blood to save it on my eyes
I want you and in the plate to be coming in the sky (sky!)
Come with hate
Come and try
One day I´ll face you all alone,
enduring out with wind and ice
It´s payback time; it´s your demise until they feel:
taste of my scythe
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