VERSE 1
Your son got a C in his Bible Studies class
So you took your leather belt and you bloodied up his ass
Told him he was worthless and he’s burning in hell
There’s more blood to shed if he finds a cop to tell
Damn right there’s more bloodshed, but now it’s yours
‘Cause he found your nine-millimeter in your chest of
drawers
A tool of destruction used in overseas wars
BANG-BANG! Now the maid’s got some extra laundry chores
CHORUS
Death to abusers! Death to the rapists!
Death to conformists! You’ll learn to hate this!
Life isn’t precious when you take theirs away!
Here comes the Deathbringer, it’s Judgment Day!
VERSE 2
Your trustworthy pastor grabbed your daughter’s legs
Because she wore a short skirt and was begging for sex
That’s your version of the story and you’re sticking to it
She had her chance to go to heaven, but she fucking blew it
There’s still hope for you to find out your fate
‘Cause now your tender baby has a reason to hate
Meet Jesus early, your vision became blurry
When she stabbed you in the throat, ended your life in a
hurry
CHORUS
Death to abusers! Death to the rapists!
Death to conformists! You’ll learn to hate this!
Life isn’t precious when you take theirs away!
Here comes the Deathbringer, it’s Judgment Day!
VERSE 3
Those in power love to cry about the birthrate
So they outlaw abortion using anti-woman hate
The real headline isn’t guys not getting laid
It’s the bounties on their heads finally being paid
Wanted dead or alive, but not so much the latter
Bash rapists’ skulls and enjoy the blood splatter
Cut off their wangs, cock the pistol, BANG-BANG!
It’s too late to negotiate, abusers must hang!
CHORUS
Death to abusers! Death to the rapists!
Death to conformists! You’ll learn to hate this!
Life isn’t precious when you take theirs away!
Here comes the Deathbringer, it’s Judgment Day!
OUTRO
Are you offended? Are you pissed?
So am I, because of what you did!
Are you a censor? Brainwasher?
That’s good, I’ll hold your head under water!
Thou Shalt Not Kill no longer applies
Every time the innocent always fucking dies!
It’s too late to rehabilitate
Here’s a bullet or two, how ‘bout I fire eight?!
