Preaching all of your stories, deception is your vice Giving up your secrets, breaking too many lives Pictures of your victims falling, take them by surprise Fantasies in your mind start calling, a pleasure you can't describe
You're just a killer, killer, killer Killer with social disease You're just a killer, killer, killer Lay down your killing machines
Those voices in your head, got no place to hide Driving you to follow the path every time Reaping in the human harvest, faith forever despised Bathing in your new found glory, your memory it will survive