-intro-
You are judging us from your castle of lies.
Hiding in corners of house so white.
You try to say that you are saviour.
But we see through your poor disguise.

-chorus-
Now you are on the killing list.
Read your prayers, make a wish.
Are you ready to taste my fist.
Think I'll serve your head on a dish.

-break-

-verse 1-
Fist, fist of strangler,
Tool, tool of anger.
Fist, fist of killer,
Tool, tool of thriller.

-chorus-

-break-

-break 2-

-verse 2-
Fist, fist of wanker,
Tool, tool of sinner.
Fist, fist of loser,
Tool, tool of dreamer.

-chorus-

-outro-