Passed out on the Tel Aviv offramp
Shot down got too close to the sun
Burned out like a molotov [bad word] Payback is the thrill of the hunt

And I know you can never question
divine suggestion
Like a sick obsession
Give in, you got nowhere to turn, yeah

Where are you [bad word] to now
Where are you gonna hide
Where are you [bad word] to now
It will be cold and lonely
Until judgement [bad word] And justice has won

Nonstop on a flight going nowhere
Got lost where the [bad word] free
Blacked out in a sweet [bad word] Broke down on a killing spree

And I know you can never question
divine suggestion
Like a sick obsession
Give in, you got nowhere to turn yeah

Where are you [bad word] to now
Where are you gonna hide
Where are you [bad word] to now
It will be cold and lonely until judgement [bad word] And justice has won
My [bad word]  my will be done
And justice has won

Caught dead at the scene of the crime like a revelation in desperation
Replay at the end of the game with a mob demanding
Let justice be done