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**