It's time go get the gun

The one your family's hiding from

Sleeping in the dresser drawer

Do pull its trigger I implore

Shoot your parents then yourself

Push your life right off the shelf

Die for metal leave this hell

Take this oath of blasphemation

When asked to kill you won't or will

Casting aside the weak

When lord Belial your name he calls

Conquer or wallow in defeat

Blood in the ink

The unholy writ on contract for your soul

Of your feeble peasant mind we have control

We yank these hidden strings

The ones that make the razors go

We're cancelling your favorite show

We've pulled the plug

We've closed the curtain

Drinketh deep now this cup of poison

And drag a blade right through your veins

Slaughtering every soul around you

Of mortality you'll take the reigns

Broken your bones in violent ritual

Tattooed black your flesh in our name

We ask you now to wield the razor

At our command you'll worship pain

Calligraphy in crimson ink

Thick and dark each stroke

I hereby swear my life to him

Here is the sacred parchment

Now part your skin and sign below：

X

When asked to kill you won't or will

Casting aside the weak

When lord Belial your name he calls

Conquer or wallow in defeat

Blood in the ink

Drinketh deep now this cup of poison

And drag a blade right through your veins

Slaughtering every soul around you

Of mortality you'll take the reigns

Broken your bones in violent ritual

Tattooed black your flesh in our name

We ask you now to wield the razor

At our command let your life drain

Suicide is the only way out