Whitechapel - Fall of the Hypocrites lyrics
[Whitechapel - Fall of the Hypocrites lyrics]
Bleeding from the anus
Now you know what it truly feels like
To be an unholy abomination
I'm not even close to being done with you
This is for the people
Multiple counts of murder to be deemed legal
This is gonna be your last night alive
So bend over
Squeeze tight and try not to cry
Just relax, I know it hurts
But remember what you said, "Thank
God for the dead", it really seems
That you should get on your knees
And thank God for me
Gather all these hypocrites
Bury them in vomit and shit
Picket their deaths
And celebrate this glorious fall
The fall of the hypocrites
You know who you are
Everyone sees right through
Those hateful scars
It's a matter of time before
We right these wrongs
We can start by using my chainsaw
The tongues come out first
To prevent venomous words
Then we'll cauterize them and hang
You by your necks behold the eighth
Wonder of the world
Bleeding from the anus
Now you know what it truly feels like
To be an unholy abomination
I'm not even close to being done with you
This is for the people
Multiple counts of murder to be deemed legal
This is gonna be your last night alive
So bend over
Squeeze tight and try not to cry
Just relax, I know it hurts
But remember what you said, "Thank
God for the dead", it really seems
That you should get on your knees
And thank God for me
Gather all these hypocrites
Bury them, in vomit and shit
Bury them! Bury them!
Now you know what it truly feels like
To be an unholy abomination
I'm not even close to being done with you
This is for the people
Multiple counts of murder to be deemed legal
This is gonna be your last night alive
So bend over
Squeeze tight and try not to cry
Just relax, I know it hurts
But remember what you said, "Thank
God for the dead", it really seems
That you should get on your knees
And thank God for me
Gather all these hypocrites
Bury them in vomit and shit
Picket their deaths
And celebrate this glorious fall
The fall of the hypocrites
You know who you are
Everyone sees right through
Those hateful scars
It's a matter of time before
We right these wrongs
We can start by using my chainsaw
The tongues come out first
To prevent venomous words
Then we'll cauterize them and hang
You by your necks behold the eighth
Wonder of the world
Bleeding from the anus
Now you know what it truly feels like
To be an unholy abomination
I'm not even close to being done with you
This is for the people
Multiple counts of murder to be deemed legal
This is gonna be your last night alive
So bend over
Squeeze tight and try not to cry
Just relax, I know it hurts
But remember what you said, "Thank
God for the dead", it really seems
That you should get on your knees
And thank God for me
Gather all these hypocrites
Bury them, in vomit and shit
Bury them! Bury them!