I chop and I change and the mystery thickens

There's blood on my hands and you want me to listen

To brawn and to brain when the truth's in the middle

Born of the grain like all good riddles

B-b-burn the skin off and climb the roof top

Thy will be done

B-b-bite the nose off and make it the most of

Your king- kingdom kingdom kingdom

You kill when you talk and the enemy weakens

Your words start to walk

when you're not even speaking

If my heart is a war its soldiers are bleeding

If my heart is a war its soldiers are dead

B-b-b-burn the skin off and climb the roof top

Thy will be done

B-b-bite the nose off and make it the most of

Your king- kingdom kingdom kingdom

Do do do do do do do, do do do do do do do (x4)

I've lost and I've gained and while I was thinking

You cut off my hands when I wanted to twist

If you know how to dance tell Poney Mulroney

He's doing the ballet on both of his wrists

B-b-b-burn the skin off and climb the roof top

Thy will be done

B-b-bite the nose off and make it the most of

Your k-k- k- k- k- kingdom, king-k- k- k- k

B-b-b-burn the skin off and climb the roof top

And I will be done

B-b-bite the nose off and make the most of

Your king- kingdom, kingdom, kingdom

(You're a bitter malignous person)

(And the death is well overdue)

(You suck the blood that kills you)

(You kiss the hand that hates you)

(You're a bitter malignous person)

(And your death is well overdue)

(Your sucking bitter pain)