We've had enough of your malicious kind
We've learnt the hard way, what's in your rotten mind
Dictate the rules and play deceptive games
Seething masses, the mob is after you
Seething masses, the mob is after you
You're so depraved, you're guilty to the bone
You won't be missed when you'll be dead and gone
Sick and tired, we've got to settle the score
Sick and tired, can't take it anymore
Put your finger on the trigger
Shoot - shoot
Aim and fire
Servants of fraud, immoral parasites
Rapists of truth, a devil in disguise
Parsons of filth, hypocrisy and lies
Drops of poison, they fall from your words
Drops of poison, they fall from your words
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