In this hole lives the wicked king
In darkness I emerge from filth and isolation
In my wake, paranoia epidemic
Blood sprays as your brain is ventilated
k** for my master - Random a**a**in
I am a monster - k** for my Master
I turn children into k**ers
Turned into a k**er, I am the son
Blasted with my .44 if you catch my fancy
Smitten by a bloody hail of lead
Voices commanding - k** for my master
Psychic Transmission - From ancient demons
Do you know my master?
In this hole lives the wicked king
This night I emerge, machine gun at the ready
To prey upon the panic-stricken herd
You will spend all summer counting the bodies
k** for my master
k**