The time has come, to awaken him.
I call upon the ancient lords of the underworld,
To bring forth this beast and,
War has been declared
We are forced to fight
Take lives of my men
My Kingdom falls this night
You conquer with your serpent
And it's scales of molten steel
Many years ago today something grew
inside of your mother...
That thing was you
YOU YOU YOU YOU
You've been targeted in the night
by violent mercenaries.
Your identity's been confused
with one that looks like you
You're a simple man living life.
Punch your card 'cause your working day has started
and you're pushing hard for employee of the month
You got your tools of business and
They're bloodied by your clients and
Born of evil in a fiery volcano
On a mutilated mission to inflict
Sacrifice your soul to the deity of DEATH
She's concocted your murder
I want to keep my money
And give away absolutely nothing
To the government who moderates my spending
and obliterates depending on what time of the year
brutality is nere
Doodily Ding-Dong Tick-Tock [x5]
I'll, Teach you, to, rock...
Do You Folks Like Coffee?
From the Hills Of Colombia?
I am be dangerous now
Not me hurt
When stairs fell down
Be pushed by you
Me hit head
Me nose broke
Soon you be dead
Soon you be dead
You people out there give us something more than just record sales
You give us something to hate
And we hate you, you brainless mutants
Trapped inside a box
Four long years
Hiding from the world
Punished by your peers
Studied teachers words
Earned a piece of paper
No go forth and start
We call out to the beasts of the sea to come forth and join us, this night is yours
Because, one day we will all be with you in the black and deep
I fly hatrocoptic monster,
I am captain, evil stomper,
I get to wear big black helmet,
I pilot the hatredcopter!
Strapping for the jury,
tell your friends of fury,
comedy is death, hatredy.
Step into this moonlight,
"doctor in this dead light"
Tragic running more, Hatredy.
I don't want to have to kill you
They'll find out and I will feel blue
Here comes the soul collecting train of murder a-comin'
It longs to take your putrid blackened soul away from you
There are no fingerprints
Deep under water
Nothing to tie one to a crime
And if you seek vengeance
All you need are instruments of pain
You need your
Riding, and riding, we search across the land
The snow, and wind, has frozen hearts of man
But we ride