| The devil ain't got no brains in the form of fury, | |
| I'mma smash 'em | |
| Dance with the wicked, embrace got look into things before | |
| I blast 'em' | |
| Cause I'm a lost soul with no where to go in the flame | |
| Took me a while to come to conclusion but | |
| I made itPitch fork, gotta get faster further away | |
| Ain't got no time | |
| Flip to the grip that | |
| I just can't slip through | |
| Two steps ahead, always one behind | |
| Gotta watch your mind up until you die | |
| Gotta prove yourself never true as | |
| IDon't be surprised if | |
| I pull the knife | |
| Gonna stab his ass, gonna take his life | |
| My enemies, give this pain to my enemies | |
| My enemies, | |
| I'm back in search of enemies | |
| Can I be saved or am | |
| I just doomed to fall? | |
| Sick and deranged, hell bent on killing them all | |
| Something ain't right in my head today | |
| Searching for words so | |
| I can try to explain | |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey, why sometimes | |
| I act out in vain? | |
| No torturing myself over the shit | |
| I put them deep in their graves | |
| I put them deep in their graves | |
| I put them deep in their graves | |
| I put them deep in their graves | |
| I put them deep in their graves | |
| My enemies, give this pain to my enemies | |
| My enemies, | |
| I'm back in search of enemies | |
| Can I be saved or am | |
| I just doomed to fall? | |
| Sick and deranged, hell bent on killing them all | |
| I hope to dance with the devil before he's put in the grave | |
| But Jamie got there before | |
| I could even blow out a flame | |
| Time that | |
| I heard it from me couple of times | |
| Now how could | |
| I keep livin' with myself after they died? | |
| I'll try it again hopin' | |
| I can fit in with them | |
| But I know it never works, it never does so not again | |
| It seems like not a conscience that you can find | |
| But a dream like the mother fuckin' killer that's in my mind | |
| Grab an axe and hack away, wish it was a holiday | |
| And once a year we get to kill our enemies and celebrate | |
| My enemies, give this pain to my enemies | |
| My enemies, | |
| I'm back in search of enemies | |
| Can I be saved or am | |
| I just doomed to fall? | |
| Sick and deranged, hell bent on killing them all | |
| I'm standing here emotionless | |
| I'm just roaming the earth in search of all your hopelessness | |
| I wouldn't stand too close to this, a quick move will set it off | |
| And have me goin' for your throats and shit | |
| One by one we'll get you all and when you fall and yes you will | |
| There's pins and needles everywhere to help me from the thrill kill | |
| Give this hurt and all this pain is sharper than the sharpest | |
| I just stab it in they void, in they face and in they wind pipe | |
| My enemies, give this pain to my enemies | |
| My enemies, | |
| I'm back in search of enemies | |
| Can I be saved or am | |
| I just doomed to fall? | |
| Sick and deranged, hell bent on killing them all |