Think about the sorrow

You brought

Think of all the horror

You made

Lying to a world

That you wrought

Dying for the world - oh

That you made



What'd you get for

Souls that you bought

The bloody dead in the trades

Don't never blame

The souls that you lost - on

The whores of Babylon

That you laid



Johnny get your guns

You'll need all those prophets you pay

Oh yeah Johnny get your guns

I've come to kill the god that you made



Im gonna murder supeman

Murder superman

Stone cold killer's what I am

Your widowmaking ones come

You can't hide

I'm gonna murder superman

Murder superman

I got a heart breaker in my hands

Yeah here I come

Oh - You're gonna die



Your lying messiah you know isn't real

How will you die fo the one that you kneel

Better get your guns

I'm gonna kill your god

My God will kill your god