| Hypocrisy ridden and rotten to the core |
| This world doesn’t hold a place for you any more |
| A waste of skin, a waste of breath |
| You’ve lit the fuse, now watch it burn |
| Nothing left, certain death |
| Kill the pigs, and slaughter the swine |
| Wash the streets in their blood, watch it flow like wine |
| Kill the pigs, and slaughter the swine |
| You’ve put a target on your chest, you’re next in line |
| I hope you’ll be the one to feel the pressure on your neck |
| I pray you’ll be the one who’s left with no breath |
| So when the light leaves your bloodshot eyes |
| No one hears your pleas, no one answers your cries |
| Violence begets violence |
| Violent lives they meet violent ends |
| It’s far too late to make amends |
| Vengeance over repentance |
| Violent lives they meet violent ends |
| Vengeance over repentance |
| Hypocrisy ridden and rotten to the core |
| This world doesn’t hold a place for you any more |
| A waste of skin, a waste of breath |
| You’ve lit the fuse, now watch it burn |
| Nothing left, certain death |
| Kill the pigs, and slaughter the swine |
| Wash the streets in their blood, watch it flow like wine |
| Kill the pigs, and slaughter the swine |
| You’ve put a target on your chest, you’re next in line |
| When I look at you I don’t see a man in power |
| All I see is a fucking coward |
| You fucking coward |
| So try to run if you think that you can |
| Justice might be blind, but she bows to no man |