Lyrics: Zdeněk Veselý
Music: Zdeněk Veselý
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
Yo, punk-a** b**ch, sit down, shut your mouth
I'm the cemetery killer coming right from the south
B**ch, I lay by the crypt, b**ch, I'm so underground
I've been searching for the peace, now I know, can't be found
So I pull up with the gun with the "click-clack-pow" in your face
And my teeth, they're yellow from the cig smoke days
B**ch, I creep through the town, covered up in haze
And I'm up to my neck with the sh*t you say
We are caught up in our lies
You can't escape this time
They eat you from the inside, it's right
I be that twisted motherf**ker, see me underneath the bed
B**ch, I'm always undercover, I'm the loony, psychopath
Put the d*ck inside your mother, then I suffocate your dad
'Cause I like the feel of violence, I'm another face of death
I grab your b**ch by the throat and I feed her the s**en!
Now you know you should not f**k with the demon!
I grab your b**ch by the throat and I feed her the s**en!
Blade to the neck, b**ch, I don't need a reason
We are caught up in our lies
You can't escape this time
They eat you from the inside, it's right
Put your motherf**king hands in the air
If you wanna f**king die
Put your motherf**king hands in the air
If you wanna f**king die