Fuck it He's a carrier of death, a stork in reverse He blesses you with sickness Cause love is a curse The arsening in your koolaid, the bomb in your mail He disappears in motion But leaves a bloody trail Drop to your knees, humble you pray But can't put off your judgment day There's a knock at your door, who could it be? You got a new friend that's gonna set you free He's making a list, he's checking it twice No amount of money's gonna stop this vice Drop to your knees, humble you pray But can't put off your judgment day No mercy, no mercy, no mercy. you want mercy? No fuckin' mercy! oh no With the wink of an eye, a snap of the finger Now the smell of death is all that lingers A doctor of death with a P.h.d., a specialist in pure misery Drop to your knees, humble you pray But can't put off your judgment day See you fucked with him even though you knew And now your worst nightmares all come true You scream and shout you beg and plead But he's got your soul and that's all that he needs Drop to your knees, humble you pray But can't put off your judgment day He's the master, master of no mercy, no mercy, no mercy