Conrad Lant - Blessed Dead lyrics

They came looking for trouble But then they found me Now you'd better off dead son Than if you f**ed with me When the walls come crashing down And your life turns to ash I'm every c*nt who give a sh** And sold your soul for d** and cash I am a nightmare I am a nightmare stalking The blessed dead I'm gonna f** up your head And trample on your bones You thought you'd hit and run You'll wish you stayed at home When you know the end is nigh And all your dreams are dead Just remember I'm the one Who put bad thoughts in your head The blessed dead Gonna f** you up They came looking for action But never bargained on me Now they wish that they were dead What a sad sight to see When the walls come crashing down And your life turns to ash I'm every c*nt who gives a sh** And sold your soul for d** & cash