These streets flood with intimidation
A city in dire need of expiration
Once
Again we'll be cleaning up your mess and,
Plotting to return the favor of
Infection
This is our realm and we protect it
You see, this throne belongs to
Me
My name is "bringer of justice"
It rhymes with "death" and "ministry"
Not
One of you will make it out alive
They'll start with the children
Finish up
With the women and they're gone!
We will not allow your victory this
Time
Nor will we be slaves to the villainous dollar $ign
At war we shall be
Until the ending of time
You're all at risk, try to escape with your
Rights
Our only method of escape, is to penetrate
We are the chosen ones,
Immortals we shall rise
One by one you will fall
Pool party (in hell)
This
Is just another headline
You're just another paycheck waiting to be
Cashed
You're finished, masochists
You are finished!
This cancer will
Not stop until you are finised
This will not stop until a change is made
This
Cancer will not stop until you are dead
This will not stop until a change is
Made
This will be a crime scene by the time i'm done with you