Deicide
Ian Parker
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Kill your gods
Kill your gods
Kill your gods
Deicide
Kill your gods, kill your gods
Deicide
Kill your gods, k-k-kill your
Deicide
Kill your gods, kill your gods
Deicide, Deicide, Deicide
You better run
You better hide
There's a new gun in your town
And he's packing bullets in the barrel
Of his shotty and he's catching bodies
And he's getting racks
Running off with your fucking money
What the fuck you gonna do
Fuckboy
That's a fact
That's a stat
You's a bitch
You's a sucker
Never let a pussy boy step to me
Chop em up
Like some fucking celery
Got some fiends
Got some friends
We gonna
Kill your gods
Deicide
Kill your gods, kill your gods
Deicide
Kill your gods, k-k-kill your
Deicide
Kill your gods, kill your gods
Deicide, Deicide, Deicide
The drinks stop pouring
The drugs stop working
The pain stops hurting
And you're all alone
All alone with your gods
Kill your gods
Kill your gods
Kill your gods
Deicide, Deicide, Deicide
Kill your gods
That's a fact, that's a stat
Kill your gods
That's a fact, that's a stat
Kill your gods
That's a fact, that's a stat
K-k-kill your gods