Back from the dead Slit off their necks I'll outlive your kids Strong as it needs Question authorities Stricken with poverty Low class minority Fuels shotgun philosophy Goat bless your child All born to die One here to stay Others were slain I'm immune to all your prayers You've grown yourself an antigod Stab your heart before I rise for I will shade the sun with blood Thy name I reject Thy name is dead New time has come Hear the napalm screams Don't you walk my way Hide behind your faith Trust and vote all your life Be a crippled amputee Brainwashed liberty See things you don't see Taxes make you real Nothing more to kill