[Verse]
I'm tired of these heathens spreading sin around
I think they're better off not breathing in the ground
It's time to pay for all your filthy evil ways
You don't deserve to breathe, I take your air away (Blegh!)

[Chorus]
Murder, die, torture, lie
Murder, die, torture, lie

[Bridge]
I am so tired of them spreading sin around
I think that they're better off six feet in the ground
I am so tired of them spreading sin around
I think that they're better off six feet in the ground

[Chorus]
Murder, die, torture, lie
Murder, die, torture, lie
Murder, die, torture, lie
Murder, die, torture, lie

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
I think that they're better off six feet in the ground
I cannot die so I'll show them my pain
I think that they're better off six feet in the ground
I cannot die so I'll show them my pain
You parasites are all going down