Scream
[You may have the luck to come in contact with the enemy]
Scream
I want to set your hair on fire
So you can slap yourself to death
I hope it burns like a tyre
With nothing but the smell of roast
On your breath
I wanna hear you
Scream
Violence is exciting
Here I am juggling seven icicle chainsaws
In my petrified forest heart
Under a spell of rage
Breaking out of its cage
Consuming you with flames
I wanna hear you scream
Scream
[Never trust a junkie]
[Enemy]
[What will it be]
[Enemy]
You'll kitsch around like a painted pierrot
With a clawing pain in your spine
This agony you will feel
Will be the same as mine
