Walking among us With a book of gilded shit Shoving it down your throats Just like they do to kids I'd like to run a knife Where each white collar sits Taking a trophy for each Halo wearing bitch Violence for violation Begin annihilation There is no salvation Collecting My scalps I slit the eyelids back Full awareness as I exact My retribution for the buried souls With my exacto Sliding my writhing knives Beneath the hairlines of these Crying Praying Dying Cosmic concubines Fall to your knees and beg I'll anoint your forehead With My Blade Liars Basking in their donations and praise Scalp them at the altars Altering the so called fathers As we show them violation is repaid I anoint them with my blade Walking among us With the book of hypocrites I'd like to run a knife Where each white collar sits Sliding my writhing knives Beneath the hairlines Of these lying Crying Praying Dying Anointed with my knives Violence for violation Begin annihilation There is no salvation Collecting My scalps