[Music: Webster]
[Lyrics: Webster, Mazurkiewicz, Fisher]
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab,
hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Die, butcher
Rage of hate
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash,
kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Kick down the door in barbaric rage
Frantically slashing all who
stand in my way
Stab another face, slit another throat
My intention is to mutilate them
People are screaming it feeds my
hate
Hack through the crowd blood is splashing on
my face
I only see red, rage exploding
Two knives, one mind, that hate has
broken
Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture
Blood gushing from their wounds
Rivers run deep red
Down faces of people in
the room
Bodies are heaping they're dying
In seconds they were slain
Daggers in my hands are killing
This worthless piece of
s**t
[Lead - Owen]
Hate for them still drives my rage
My job is almost finished only one remains
In the corner
terrified behind the
grisly slaughter
I'll take my time on this last scum bag
Knife in stomach, he's not dead yet
Carving up
his body, gouge his f*****g head
Chop off his arms, pull out his guts
No remorse for what I have done
Stabbing, disfigure,
knives puncture
Blood gushing from their wounds
Rivers run deep red
Down faces of people in the room
Daggers in my hands are
killing
This worthless pieces of s**t