It's all clear everyone's a cunt
When they can be, should be whenever they want
Lets not fret, there's always gonna be somebody

Who will hate you just because they can
Don't just fall, crack or even give a $#&@
Just concentrate on what hurts them back

When they're in your sights
Don't turn away make sure they're
Slashed, thrashed and f.u.b.a.r

Give some thought to the fact that if they mess with you
You mess with them back
Give no slack to the weak

Pathetic dirt on the ground on which we walk
No one should have the right to hurt someone for no reason
Pick yourself up, it's thrashin' season

Slashed, thrashed, f.u.b.a.r
Grind the !@$(s down
Crush their skulls with hate

Render limb from limb
Grind the !@$(s down
Don't give them reason

Just give the reason to dread
It's thrashin' season lets grind them down
$#&@ing dead grind all the !@$(s down