I wanna rip their throats out and watch them bleed
All my pain is fuelling my need
I wanna put three bullets in their chest
Now wouldn't that just be the best
I wanna see them gag on their own blood
Watch it leave their body in a flood
I wanna set them on fire in their yard
Now that's just my wild card
I wanna chop them up and scatter their bones
For they have left me feeling all alone
I wanna hang them up on meat hooks
Now wouldn't that be something for the books
I wanna sit back with a cup of tea
After I dump them in the sea