[Intro]:
"Whip out the Metallica from my hip and blast some Megadeth at you!" vocal scratches by SID

[Verse 1]:
I wanna accomplish shit by givin', I'm takin', I'm driven towards oblivion
Rapin', chop you 'til you the opposite of livin'
My topics are sickenin'
Chop your topless tits 'til you a Necropolis victim
You wanna rap? Don't. You would if you could but you can't so you won't
You're bent, you clone, I cut off your hand, leave Rap alone
I have a virtue be enabled to coerce you with the havin' of a razor insert through your wrist vein, death is what you pursue
I ordinarily love bashing cats with bats
Now you're buried in bugs, then attacked by rats
Die for me, inquiry, of my skitzo diaries
Undeniably, a path to a higher Chi
Peep the psychiatry, flooded with termanology
Vermin follow me, slice off your skin, practice dermatology
You're over-sensitive, well, I represent what offensive is
Blendin' your appendages, giving purpose to the forensics bits

[Chorus: John Tardy]:
Empowered!
Lights gone!
Willpower!
Yeah, yeah, I am the living, the dead!
[Verse 2]:
I got the answers for the unexplainable, but their unobtainable
Into your brain is pulled out of your cranial
You homos, must be fiendin' to see your own blood on your own clothes
I'm so cold, I'll put you in a chokehold
I'm all about the swords, you used to be sick, well, now you're [?]
Shout out to Lord, as the gunpowder is poured
For every positive, is negative, it's relative
For every piece of cake you digest, there's someone that won't get to live
Your face is slashed like you crash in your car
And blast guts, through your flesh, when you smash into the window fast
Once you sell out, you dead
You crucified to a billboard, number one with a bullet in your head
You fuckin' trannies, you switched up like Marv Albert
You couldn't handle the pressure of the business and bitched up
I'll knock your fronts out, kid, I'll pull the guns out
I need some room to breathe, I'll cut your lungs out

[Chorus: John Tardy]:
Empowered!
Lights gone!
Willpower!
Yeah, yeah, I am the living, the dead!

[Outro & guitar solo]
"Whip out the Metallica from my hip and blast some Megadeth at you!" vocal scratches by SID