[Chorus]

Kill that shit, kill that shit (I)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (I)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!)

[Verse 1]

Necro, empty pathologist

Demolishes the collagen in your face

When I smash you with a solid fist

Over politics, get your wallet picked

By Satanic Scientologists, acknowledge this

I'm in a professionally insane condition

I cut vein incisions in you so badly

They need stitching by specially trained physicians

Your death certificate is insignificant

Paper no different than you lasted

Terrific eulogy, wipe my shit with it

You need proper protection from a person like me

That feels no affection for your life I control the direction of ya future

Dead you look like a droid I see through the void in your skull

So we can't leave the casket open you're too destroyed

You better show respect with seriousness

Or the fear of your sickness of death, you will experience this

Another key turned to the essence you've returned

From the presence of your corpse a great deal can be learned

[Chorus]

Kill that shit, kill that shit (I)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (I)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!)

[Verse 2]

Slice you open with a Y-shaped incision 'cause I hate religion

And fear no God so there's no consequences when I make decisions

So fuck bless the dead shit

I'll desecrate you by suffocating you with the pillow that the dead person rested his head with

A stabbing fatality, many abnormalities in your abdomen cavity

Except for gravity

There's no blood pressure so no blood squirts when I sever

No blood on my shirts whenever I work, it's a perverse pleasure

What do I need the Bible and Satan for when I can start my own religion

Like carving opening skulls with vibratin' saws

Planting microchips, lobotomies

The pre-requisite to joining is money

Come down to our office for a visit

Blending your cartilage, stick you like a Nintendo cartridge

Listen to the crescendo of your heart twitch

All your fault, the power drill in your skull vault

Like pole vault, shaven bald, appalled, it's called assault

[Chorus]

Kill that shit, kill that shit (I)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (I)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (MUST)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (KILL)

Kill that shit, kill that shit (YOU!)