Famine in family Final agony Raised to never blame the Lord He killed our fields and wanted more I suffered the lashes On daily basis Sure, I was to temperence boy But I'd been in the old man's drawer My father left home, set course for town To sell the horse he was riding on But something went wrong Was gone for too long So that night I treadled through the black Dead or alive The money was all I cared to bring back And I saw the old fool Wasted as fuck Arms around a chick I'd seen In daddy's dirty magazine Wasn't pretty, more obscene An easy target for filthy harlot Swallowed the bait The took care of business I kept my distance Blinded by lust, he lost my trust Fucking in an alleyway And suddenly silence An act of violence A fast attack, knife in back And the sound of high-heels walking away I kneeled by the man, shaking in dread With blood on my hands I confirmed him dead Instinctively sought his pockets until I saw red Trash can, recovered blade Determined to compensate the mistakes That were made And I found the old whore Yeah, there I was Arms around a chick I'd seen In daddy's dirty magazine Wasn't pretty, more obscene An easy target for vengeful son Payback time I stabbed that fucking bitch Frenetic 'til last twitch So begun my genious plan To stage a scene, to wash my hands And on my way back home Laughter in brand new tone Secretly rich and free The winner of this mess was me That morning The Sheriff was called out to the scene Where I had laid my father to rest Arms around a chick I'd seen In daddy's dirty magazine It was so pretty, so obscene Sheriff told my mother They'd killed eachother Fake tears I cried And now I'm standing six feet up I couldn't keep my drunk mouth shut My head is covered with a sack A mob that's yelling Sheriff saying - We've gathered here today To witness the execution Of this murder and pillaging convicted man. Do you have any last words, Mr. Bergman? - Hahahahaha!!! - May God have mercy on your soul"