To hell with ancient rituals and all your acts of kindness Christmas comes but once a year, but this time I will stop it
Santa, Rudolph and the elves too, carols, presents and this damned food Burnt to ashes, to the ground, his workshop never will be found
Let’s begin this mindless slaughter, the elves are next and soon their father Cutting, slashing, stabbing, Amputating, mutilating
SANTA! I will never rest until you’re dead I will never rest until you’re dead
This curse of wretched Christmas cheer will end before the children wake Their tears of blood, pouring down their cheeks They weep pathetically as all their precious Christmas treats Are gone, nowhere to be seen