I'm raping black sheep to the sounds of hymns and church bells
I'm a deadly mother$#&@er when I send you down to hell
My clientelle consits of priests, virgins, raping babtist cunts

I'm getting off to the site of nutting in your mangled guts
I love the blood, drink it up, it feeds my full $#&@in desire
When your locked inside the crypt with bodies strung up in the fire

Now retired, burning brighter, razor blades within your mouth
Carving out your tounge forbidding you from screaming to loud
I'm beating off to the sounds of your moaning pain and pleasure

Locked forever in the crypt, where you soul escapes never
Head is severed, as I'm takin several %#@!s, on a baptist
Murderous ability to send you in a casket


Tell me are you evil? (Are you down with the wicked%#@!?)
Do you see the light? (Are you confined in the depths of this?)

Do you understand and comprehend your state of mind, are you alive, can you die? (The wicked%#@! has come to life.)

Are you locked inside a casket, frozen in your life line

Suicide is on your mind so can you sleep at night
Is there a silence to your screams, are you blind to your suffering
Lock yourself away because your sights forever leaves

Can you see into the grim reality of your dwelling place
Hated in your life, as your thoughts are interlaced
And displaced on the masses in the death

Free yourself in the crypt, where fantasies are always felt

Tell me are you evil? (Are you down with the wicked%#@!?)

Do you see the light? (Are you confined in the depths of this?)
Do you understand and comprehend your state of mind, are you alive, can you die? (The wicked%#@! has come to life.)


The world is placed into a state of lies, for this genocide
The only answer to your suffering is taking lives
No lie, satanic symbolism on your chest

Taking body parts, scatter ashes til there's nothing left
You have now felt the wrath, that's felt upon me
Suffering, don't refrain cause this is not an emo scream

When I bleed like a deviant upon the goats kiss
Be a good (*##$, when I cut off both your fake tits
On some good %#@!, seeing things that heighten my desires

Wickedness straight from the crypt, burning out like white fire
Believe in the darkness of hell, where
The demons lurk forever now to keep you in your cell.


Tell me are you evil? (Are you down with the wicked%#@!?)
Do you see the light? (Are you confined in the depths of this?)

Do you understand and comprehend your state of mind, are you alive, can you die? (The wicked%#@! has come to life.)