I'm an American terrorist raised up in this wicked nation, breeded and sent by the peoples frustrations And I'm not Al Queda, I'm a homegrown satanist terrorist who loves to kill a fucking pacifist You've been found guilty by the doctrines of the damned for preachin' beliefs that contradict the left hand I've got a bomb on my chest and I'm not afraid to use it, got the power of the devil, best believe I'm gonna abuse it on american christians and catholics Fuck the baptists and the muslim theatrics Your god was a bastard, your vrigin was a whore and Muhammed was a faggot and the pope molested little boys Tell me what you wanna know about this dirty bomb shit Chemical warfare in the land of the free, bitch The twin towers was only the beginning, so indulge in desire The real terrorisms coming from me
[Hook:] Welcome, Welcome, To My, Unholy Execution [4x]
After 9/11 everyone got patriotic but before 9/11 it was about the chronic No one really gave a fuck about this country and it took a disaster like this to bring a little unity That's pathetic and I won't accept that So I got anthrax, mustard gas and a guest pass to the white house, I'm fittin' to have some fun So fuck george Bush, his wife and his bitch ass son Fuck the democrats, too, and all of congress You wanna imprison the public and you're gonna be haunted, after that I'm off to the Vatican with a hijacked plane and a mind full of sin, preachin' their nonsense I'm gonna cause a real ruckus You want the devil, well you're gonna get him, fuck it, and as the plane collides the tears fall from your eyes You're all gunna die and your heaven is denied
[Hook]
Say farewell to the flesh, our most prized posession and during the exorcism I took the devil's blessing And now I got c4 strapped to my chest as I enter the church I said give god your best 'cause your all about to die and your faith means nothing and where the hell you goin' to you're not runnin' and I'm gunning for every church in America I'm gonna show em their worth through hysteria As a pile of ashes I blast this Murder is my drug, motherfuckers and I've become an addict So don't panic on the plane when I'm by you Just grab your nuts, motherfucker, and let me show you the truth There is no god or a war for oil It's only me on this earth and I'm in control So when the big bomb busts are you gonna be awake In your city I'm killin' and this is real and not fake, oah
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