Slashes to Slashes, Dust to Dust
With the blade in my hand, kill you, I might
Forget about falling, it's for poor distant punks
I tell you I'll see the pain after I see the [bad word] 
So you really thought I just came
To the gutters forlorn to be tamed?

I'm at the end of, my rope your Tying
This is just dreaming of might
Hallucination, your in for [bad word] 
I dare you to look at me, I'm a pshyco freak!

You [bad word] wanna give me, a lobodomy? [bad word] no, then you know who I am?
Well we're about to [bad word] see
You started messin with death
No one said?
I'm a Maniac [bad word] yeah, you have no power to ask why!
Then I will give you a turn

When talking out of your bodom mouth
At night I bark, scream or shout
So really thought I just came
To the gutters forlorn to be tamed?

You [bad word] wanna give me, a lobodomy? [bad word] no, then you know who I am?
Well we're about to [bad word] see
You started messin with death
No one said?
I'm a Maniac [bad word] yeah, you have no power to ask why!
Then I will give you a turn

I'll never give a [bad word] that
These poor bridges are burnt [bad word] no, [bad word] all that [bad word] Now then, would you all just let me go