I'm the trouble in the air,
The monster under the stair,
Building myself an evil lair,
I know 'cause I don't ******* care.

You will never know the face,
Behind this killer nutcase,
Line me up and pull the mace
Maybe then you'll feel His grace!

Hang me up to dry on a cross,
Long enough and I'll grow moss,
It's a revolution I will cause,
Look out below cause Im ******* crossed!

You will never know the face,
Behind this killer nutcase,
Line me up and pull the mace
Maybe then you'll feel His grace!

I dare you to flee from this beast,
Cause I'll pull you down to feast,
Upon your ***** flesh, you ******* reek,
Tear you up, I have been unleashed.

I will know the face of God,
Uncover His killer facade,
He will beg for you to give laud,
Beg not, you'll lock eyes with a firing squad.