Burn well, raise hell
Pain, yell, break shells
Just like all times I lost brain cells
Burn well, raise hell
Burn this incel
Fry, dry, they rise
Hear this death knell

This is my feast day
Sickle to the waist, Sxcrifixe is Saibot
Gravel to the grave
Always a new flavor so I do this shit forever
Faith chips away, nothing left to say (x2)