Richard (Dick) The Warlock
Текст песни Slaughter The World

Excitement about, I almost cant wait
Relax, I don't want your baby, I already ate
Thought I do tend to generally kill,
kill things that don't fight back

I see this village, what does it hold
What shall I butcher'em with fire or cold
Running from me, sure you'd think

He's a pathological, bloodthirsty, homicidal maniac
I kill kittens, and puppies and bunnies.
I maim toddlers and teens and then more

You see a wife, I see a widow
But what then, cant you see, I kill for

I want to incinerate and decapitate
I want to melt, want to melt some faces
Watching the peasant… oh what do they call it… ah grief

I suppose that being undead, there is not much to life
A soul is needed for loving and feeling
How does this all not make me… ah what's the word again…. heave

You've nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
Your village will burn like the heart of the sun
With infinite glee, it's going to be me, that slaughters the world

How could I glare, into these eyes and then not stab them
How could I stare at their loss and then not laugh
I cut them in half, then i craft his head back onto his shoulders
Or after I lop it, I make a puppet, on top of a stick

I am a lord that is sometimes bored
Have some urges and need to fulfill them
After my mayhem I simply don't…. what's the word… care

The stench in the air, the smell of the gore,
the carnage for greater than any war
My legacy, death becomes me, I'll slaughter the world.