I know you're saddened by the loss of those
I'm sorry that you're next, so go
With the fucking bruised knees in the black shirt
In the bloody back seat of my black hearse
On a fucking meat hook in my basement
It's everybody's time to die!
I can't stop the rage inside
I want to hear just why you left us all
I'm sorry that you're next to go
With the fucking bruised knees in the black shirt
In the back seat of my bloody hearse
On a fucking meat hook in my basement
It's time for everybody to die!
Yeah, fuck, you'll die you fucking bitch
I'll wait for you, I wait for you
I cannot take this anymore
You've pushed me to the limits
You sold us this before, but I still know
We'll find the right one to fight with us now
And I know that you're set on us, you're set on us, you're set on us