I’ll bloody up a Hard Rock, shut up and box, I’ll cut you with an ox Then I’ll fix your face with the skin from your buttocks Amazing with a razor craving to puncture More depraving than Wes Craven Braver behaviour than Kraven the Hunter You’re lifeless, I’ll show you what trife is if you front Molest your wife with a rifle then shove a knife in her cunt Introduce pigs like Riggs to disfigurement Malignant, my pit chews your ligament like Wrigley Spearmint Put a hole in your neck, I’m Die Hard, stab you with an iron rod I am God, lion heart, show respect Kid, don’t let your pride affect the way you conversate with me f*****g with me a side effect is surgery, tracheotomy Jabberjaw, we’ll sniff you out like a Labrador Jab your jaw, stabbed like a crab claw abracadabra gore Terrify you like Sheriff Hoyt, a creep like Jon Voight in Heat Dead in the street, cops can’t verify you
[Chorus]
Chaos (Evil minds that plot destruction) Power Violence (Sorcerers of death’s construction) Fury You live (Evil minds that plot destruction) You die And death (Sorcerers of death’s construction) What ?
[Verse 2]
You’re a disgust to me, you got busted and requested protective custody Scared to get tested, it’s a must you bleed Have a TV break over your head, give you a Tom Savini makeover You’ll wake up dead when the meat cleaver takes over Like Manolo with the barrel, a chrome arrow makes a narrow hole through your Polo apparel into bone marrow ? clapped, you’re handicapped like Brandi kid You tapped out, you rock a fannypack, f**k you up like Manny Pac You got the shingles like old ladies at bingo With dingleberries in their bunghole, you’re wholesome like ? Death is a trife conondrum, cut you in half with a knife I laugh while you plunge into the afterlife dungeon Beat you mercilessly purposely for no purpose The perp is high on ? I’ll cut you with sharp scissors nervously ? like ? poopers stick a nail in a droopy female groupie’s anal poopy trail Dead you like Soupy Sales
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Evil minds that plot destruction Sorcerers of death’s construction