Slit throat holocaust, Dark's the day of pentecost
Waiting for the ships to turn the tide
Black fiend, treachery, he numbers fall, you wear thirteen
Pray the demons cannot k** the light
k**ed dead, splitting head, making sure the lion's fed
Hanging by a thread that holds your life
Pain King, suffering; walk on through the acid ring
Imprisoned but your hands are still untied
The fool's religion
Unprophet's truth
Live self destruction
Bad luck's your noose
Sin, s**, bad intent, making sure the money's spent
Watching as your dollars turn to dimes
d**h tax, broken backs, 'time has come to wield the axe
Paying for the check and all your crime