Between graves and dead trees
Was born who we'll call "the assassin"
Filthy, disgusting, son of a bitch
Nobody wants you; you're an assassin

In loneliness was growing up the assassin
His brightness turned into darkness, live in total sin
Kill and kill more and more, cause he is the assassin
Skelter was his theme: he's the assassin

He digged her grave the other night
Patently waiting, an empty spot
Filthy, disgusting, son of a bitch
Nobody wants you; you're an assassin

In loneliness was growing up the assassin
He wanted to be a god in total sin
Kill and kill more and more, cause he is the assassin
Poor and mad man, he's the assassin

The assassin!!

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