It stands for a man machine with blank bones

Plugged with wires black and red with rust

Or a machine man on fire in fire

Fighting steel and flesh and bones

Or or it's your revenge

Or mine or theirs

A bullet

A blast of hate

It's a man machine machine with blank bones

Plugged with wires black and red with rust and dust

And wires in your head

In a flamboyant sky he leans down over the world

With arms outstretched holding silver guns

With a suspicious eye he reads your heart for hidden sins

He's here to punish God for hatred

Seven swords spitted out of his mouth

Mechanical arms fire relentlessly

And the drums of hell forever yell

Revenge is on you

Revenge is on you

Revenge is on you

Revenge is on you

Revenge is on you

Ten thousand arms of steel fire relentlessly

It's a handgun

A bullet

A blast of hate

It stands for a man machine machine with blank bones

Plugged with wires black and red

Whatever you try

Revenge is on you