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