Demonic Death Judge None Of It
They keep pushing me
Works of an antichrist
Oh, how I have learned
To stand alone, to take no part
Until it sucks you in
I`d rather do heroin
And I will f..cking rip your heart out
Rape your wife, molest your children
Enough is enough
Somethings got to give
I don`t need no gun
I will rip your limbs off
I will have, none of it
I will take part in, none of it