Hack and slash away

Hack and slash away, away

Never need a Mac, black trench on my back

Nails black like a young Will Francis pants with a Deicide patch

Kerosene in my hand

And a Zippo for the motherfuckers hiding behind the net

Don′t play victim I'm the one who never got away

From the pain

Tried to pray

But God is on a holiday

I′m hacking and slashing you bitches

Took a sip of cyanide, but I'm living

Damn

What will it take to get rid of me?

When I die, don't pretend you a friend of me, yah

I′m hacking and slashing you bitches

Took a sip of cyanide but I′m living

Damn

What will it take to get rid of me, yah?

What will it take to get rid of me?

Hacking 'em, slashing ′em

Hacking 'em, slashing ′em

Hacking 'em, slashing ′em

Hacking 'em, slashing 'em

I′m hacking and slashing you bitches

I turned my b***h into a witch and I′m

Hacking 'em, slashing ′em

Hacking 'em, slashing ′em

Blackest of mages

The tat on my face

I'm amazed at the rate I′ve been getting away

With the manipulation of energy made it a friend to me

Used to my benefit and if it makes you believe anymore

Than you did before you read the tat on my head

Then I led you straight to the awakening of a mentality

Hidden away by the powers that be

Hacking 'em, slashing 'em

Hacking ′em, slashing ′em

Hacking 'em, slashing ′em

Hacking 'em, slashing ′em

I'm hacking and slashing you bitches

I turned my b***h into a witch and I′m

(Hack) Hacking 'em, (Slash) slashing 'em

(Hack) Hacking ′em, (Slash) slashing ′em