You plead for me to show mercy 
I plead for you to get ready to be reborn. 

I hop on the gurney with the biggest scapel I can find 
I examine the [bad word]  as I begin to slice and hack away at the fetus 
The only thing [bad word] through my mind is 

Kill, Kill, Destroy! Kill, Kill, Destroy! 

Just let her bleed, it makes beautiful gore 
I go to work on her corpse, it's my best piece yet. 

I make artwork out of gore, the baby made me love it even more 
Paralysis is a wonderful thing 
How she got pregnant, I'll never know. 

Psychos are usually bred in the south 
There is an army of people who can't keep control 
I feel more at home here than anywhere 
The murder rate rises with the summer Heat. 

I feel the need to kill whenever I get angry 
But, [bad word]  make murder into artwork. 
I enjoy my work so very much 
I cream at the site of blood 
I can't see my reign ever ending.