we all die, don't take your life for granted
you'll eventually end up inside a casket
either that or end up in the sky as ashes
I can get it done with a single line and that's it
pray to your god, try and ask it
if you stand a chance when I ignite the matchstick
lines are crafted in the type of fashion
they exhibit undeniably a sign of madness
soldier of nihilism, ready for the end
I'm a nightmare, similar to Freddy in your head
better watch where you're going, every little step
or don't and get a rusty machete to your legs
deadly with a pen, time for you to die
you're nice but even Jesus Christ was crucified
get ready to taste anger
pick out a tombstone, you're in grave danger