See my bloody hammer hit the nail I'm the hellhound on you trail I'm the fuckin' beast on you back You rot as you breathe Bathing in plaque Well you know you really Make me gettin' pissed It's you fuckin' ass Which as hell never gonna be kissed One thing i love you to do Is to run right into my fist Like a champion no one can trust to March on to victory Destructive mayhemic A geek for life-leading fool March on to victory You're from the rotten root Of the psychotic sick I hate the life that you choose You're a damn fuckin' pig You're dressed like shit And smell like it You cheap little bastard I hope you quit You're gettin' away Thoughts gettin' away You're gettin' away You'll outrun