Were taking on, too much at once, tables turning, the traps are Set, we're sticking our big dick, into the business that hardly Concerns us, he's ignorant We're pissing off, our biggest rivals, with a shrug or a Shoulder. If we're going into this half-cocked we'll Get cold cocked, clean clocked. [chorus] To Permanently kill yourself. To permanently kill your family To permanently kill your god, to permanently kill the rest of the Fucking population Malaise, contagious cadaver, indisposed of flowering bacterial Death display, some will cry that this is the vengeance of Death, and only to death, no great rewards [chorus] Destined to lay, suspended like a fetus in the womb, your death Experience is common and sobering, to the radiating children Of the dead god