Текст песни
While leaving my home
I proof my bag
To check the instruments of death
Lost in thought
Dreaming of blood and bones
And how to get fun today
Hammer in your face
Or axe in your back
Or poison your water with some chemicals
Oh I got it
The climbing forest
To cut the people from the treetop
Kill!
Death!
Slaughter!
Pain!
Massacre!
Murder!
The tree must fall
People have to die
While the chainsaw roars
People try to fly
Stab a stick
In their eye
Brain replaced
With old wood
I'm in a horror flick
Little children cry
Mothers life erased
I'm in a good mood
People fly
And then they die
While my chainsaw does its work
I spill gasoline
To set it on fire
And the forest starts to burn
As I cut down
The next stupid tree
It seems I made a mistake
The mighty tree falls
Onto my enormous head
Which is not good cause now I'm dead
Kill!
Death!
Slaughter!
Pain!
Massacre!
Murder!
The tree must fall
People have to die
While the chainsaw roars
People try to fly
Stab a stick
In their eye
Brain replaced
With old wood
I'm in a horror flick
Little children cry
Mothers life erased
I'm in a good mood