Murder, another dead found
Covered with blood
Body nailed to the ground
Murder in the first degree
Died on his knees
On every charge I am guilty
The bullets are mine
Crying, dying victim crying
Tears are falling from the eye
A witness to my parricide
Mother, raped beyond belief
Her head decorated the wall
On every charge I am guilty
The bullets are mine
Lying in the garden of stone
Awaiting the end
The river runs red, screams of pain
Released by victims of my bullet rain
k**, k**ing is my drug
My gun is my god
You will suffer my slug