Tell them how many there are
Tell them where they are
You don't want forgiveness
You want destruction
Tell them how many there are
Tell them where they are
To my fucking uncle
I threw him into the river
In a cold lake
I threw all your children
Tell them how many there are
Tell them where they are
You don't want forgiveness
You want destruction
Tell them how many there are
Tell them where they are
To the nuns of the town
Buried on the hill
My fucking old man
He was swallowed by my dog.
Before you die, tell us the truth
You are tied to the electric chair
There are places along the border 100 dead wet women
Below my apartment you have 35
I don't care, I did it and there is no shame
And I will return reincarnated to kill you.