Bash your sick face
 With my fist, you'll pay
 Rate, in me
 With my hate, you'll see

 Gut your flesh pig

 In the acts of violence
 With this feeling of a sick perversion
 In the acts of violence
 By my words, I'll give you pain

 Knife the victims throat
 With this blade, you'll bleed
 Dying internally
 Witch you die, I'll see

 Gut your flesh pig