Were taking on, too much at once, tables turning, the traps are 
Set, we're sticking our big dick, into the business that hardly 
Concerns us, he's ignorant 
We're pissing off, our biggest rivals, with a shrug or a 
Shoulder. 
If we're going into this half-cocked we'll 
Get cold cocked, clean clocked. (chorus) 
To Permanently kill yourself. 
To permanently kill your family 
To permanently kill your god, to permanently kill the rest of the 
****ing population 
Malaise, contagious cadaver, indisposed of flowering bacterial 
Death display, some will cry that this is the vengeance of 
Death, and only to death, no great rewards (chours) 
Destined to lay, suspended like a fetus in the womb, your death 
Experience is common and sobering, to the radiating children 
Of the dead god