Rip and cut and mutilate the innocent, His friends, and again and again and on and on. You make me own my life in Hell, my kingdom back to the bound You say you don't make it alone, kingdom back to the Lord Falling, I say, you too, falling, you too, born to die Come with hate Come and die One day I'll face you all alone, Enduring out with wind and ice It's payback time, it's your demise sought to feel: They'll taste of my scythe You say my ear, my God who help me, God take yours in shame Back too low, I want your head on a plate to feel my eyes Come with me, I want your blood to save it on my eyes I want you and in the plate to be coming in the sky (sky!) Come with hate Come and try One day I'll face you all alone, Enduring out with wind and ice It's payback time, it's your demise until they feel: Taste of my scythe Hate Me! I was born in ashes of molten hatred Raised by demons in abodes of the end The Reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have become become the resurrection of the Evil one Why know that I don't fucking care if I live or die I need a bishop preaching fire to get away with my sins I despise everything I see so I don't give a fuck if ya hate me Ain't got respect for humanity Never lived or wanted immortality The Reaper's shadow I fall upon to obscure my path Every day I'm being battered up until I bleed You motherfuckers just leave me be Ya could never give me cure for the pain I feel inside Led by the Reaper I walk in the night Show me the way to yer kingdom come I believe in Armageddon, I've been baptized in alcohol I'm embodiment of Antichrist I'm living for my own demise