This is a knife party With a couple of million deaths Machetes in your heads Blunt teeth that cuts through flesh This is the point When I'm giving up This is the point when I can't stand it anymore The braindead are having a feast At a funeral dinner Everyday normality Everyone's happy This is a knife party A death manifesto This is the reason You all should fuck off This is the point where I can't stand it anymore This is the reason You all should fuck off Couple of millions deaths Couple of decades fucked