my plate, blood on my hands Lesson number one if you plan for grands Follow my lead as we enter the place Shoot anything that move and aim for the face
Dark eyes, shadows grim They come for me Midnight chimes, blackened earth The evils rise Pits of hate open wide Chasm of my dreams Last of chimes, monks
hour Lungs explode as I cave in your chest Probing through your organs-searching for meat Chewing the heart of my kill builds my evil will Bodies emptied of blood
flesh and vein He tortures his patients Through evil means You can't try to fight them First they change your brain Beyond the realm of evil Their means
death fill the air Blistering flesh, another death Stiffened bones, morbid groans Evil mind, brain oozing slime, feel the pain Body weak brain contorting
Rotting alive Tearing my way through the meat Driven to kill, my brain twitching for guts Devoted to evil Severed arteries gush Hungry for the blood Life
to expose your brain Evil doctor death drove him insane Ripping, tearing your skin turning red Vile surgeon, knife cutting in Skull cracking, to expose your brain Evil
screw their brains You may sacrifice them, too You may mortify their flesh You may rape them all One day the tortured stand up And revolt against the evil
son to the sickle he clung A featureless face for your nightmarish dreams Dilate, extract Dilate and bury it all Mother, vampiric mistress of night-fed blood
fiends Vampire killers, attacking unseen Winged mangled monsters, take to flight The taste for thought, brings delight Beware your mind Fiends, brains, blood
There's no reason for you to run You can't escape the fate of the chosen one Black moon rising, in a blood red sky This time you realise That you're gonna
a stepson Unload reload bookah bookah the chopper come The chest magaler Neck strangeler Uptown slanger Brain untangeler, ya heard me Verse Three: Bullet Gotta uh chop with fifty shots Ready for
wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby! I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me... [Gunshots x2] [Bizarre] Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Green Lantern (The Evil
God) Brain implants and they say there's a slim chance I won't stay the same 'cuz I traded brains with a chimpanz' Walkin' in swamp water with an M-16, out for the blood
just be a quicker death I flick the Red and keep in step Figure stress to make you blow your brains out From the inside, without the double barrel Blood
soul Mutant brain a does not lie, recording fear in your eyes Future shock from the past It's coming for you, it's waiting for you It's hiding on you
, four-hundred years worth A witness to Brutality And evil warmongers insanity His written words Upon the page Black prophecies!!! Back when man had not care for the past And little hope for