Take advantage of those below you Hide your urges from those who know you Your sick and twisted fantasies Spreading your disease Sooner or later you'll be buried six feet deep Getting off to the children that you made weep Ain't got no time to waste Pleading for your life with a shotgun off in your face Empty clips and shells are all that's left behind Giving those kids some peace of mind You disgusting musty prick The fact you still breathe makes me sick Blood for blood I let your teeth hit the pavement before I cut your tongue out With so much innocence lost Six feet is where you belong Be my victim