Mosh Pit! Get some! Sign on the dotted; awaken the sleeper Misguided children were trained by the reaper Educated in the art of illusions Look through the glass, magnifies my conclusion Don't hide; I'll seek you out Don't run; I'll hunt you
Chorus Down! Releasing the hate that is inside Down! My shadow of death will identify Down! It wasn't my design But I've come to get some What if I struck down one too many men? Will Saint Peter open the gates to heaven? If I repent (repent) will I be forgiven? But I smiled when I shot number seven Don't hide; I'll seek you out Don't run; I'll hunt you down