Tense atmosphere in the air
Riot written everywhere
Riot squads coming from over there
Time to go home if you're square
Riot squad, bash their heads
Kick their ass until they're dead
I want to be a fascist pig
Love to fight, what a thrill
We don't stop until we kill
I want to be a fascist pig
Throw a bottle in the air
Put them up to their dare
We'll just laugh while they stare
Let them hit us, see if we care!
Get attacked by them
You'll never heal
They'll rob your conscience
Your sanity they'll steal
They'll beat your brains until they spill
That's the fascist favorite meal!

She was the colour of TV
her mouth curled under like a metal snake
although Holy Wood was sad
they'd remember this as Valentine's day

 

Flies are waiting

 

In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

 

Slit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first flower after the flood

 

I saw that pregnant girl today
she didn't know that it was dead inside
even though it was alive
some of us are really born to die

 

Flies are waiting

 

In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

 

Slit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first flower after the flood

 

In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death