Back from the dead
Slit off their necks
I'll outlive your kids
Strong as it needs
Question authorities
Stricken with poverty
Low class minority
Fuels shotgun philosophy
Goat bless your child
All born to die
One here to stay
Others were slain
I'm immune to all your prayers
You've grown yourself an antigod
Stab your heart before I rise for
I will shade the sun with blood
Thy name I reject
Thy name is dead
New time has come
Hear the napalm screams
Don't you walk my way
Hide behind your faith
Trust and vote all your life
Be a crippled amputee
Brainwashed liberty
See things you don't see
Taxes make you real
Nothing more to kill