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A cold cold fate awaitsFor those who prey and hateAnd I'm not gonna try and let 'em winCause they're runnin' out in packsAnd they're scavingin' like ratsThey're saying don't fight it none, but feel bad for your sinsAnd it makes meSo crazyI'm a priest in rockstar clothes with ninja skinBut maybeJust maybeI can make those bastards feel my pain withinI sorta just like classAnd folks who like to laughBut all I see anymore is greed and fearYou're runnin' out of timeAnd I'm runnin' out of rhymesSomebody's gotta show these folks a mirrorAnd it makes meSo crazyI'm a priest in rockstar clothes with ninja skinBut maybeJust maybeSongtexteI can make those bastards feel my pain withinAnd I don't wanna hear another fuckin' sound from the mouths of all you people living underground abandoning all peace and tranquility like lemmings and their kings drowning in deadly seas a big ass wave is coming around from the hearts of all these people that you've trampled down you obliterated all of us into the ground all these gods and all these masters will fear the sound of whenIt makes meSo crazyI'd burn down my own house and move to GuamAnd maybe Just maybeI'd find a way to build subatomic bombs Aus Songtexte Mania