Baphomet's right behind my back
Sold my soul and no I don't want it back
I'll get my revenge you can be sure of that
I don't even care what happens oh man what a fact
Baphomet's right behind my back
Sold my soul and no I don't want it back
I'll get my revenge you can be sure of that
I don't even care what happens oh man what a fact
I slowly stop to breathe
My soul sinks too deep
And I start to feel
I can finally fall asleep
Pale face
Black clothes
Got me feeling just like a ghost
I don't like having fun
Or not having my gun
So I don't fuck with clubs
I heat the metal up like a bun 'til it's toast
All my ghouls are in and out and from all around the psych ward
We hate peace and quiet all we want is war
They're all demons and I'm getting more
Suicide show and I'm the host
They like to talk they run their mouths they like to boast
Claim they got heads but I got the most
Only I'm not talking about hoes
They're acting big but they're some lil' kids
I don't fuck with them no 'cause I'm not a priest
I'm the teacher I don't do this shit for a grade
I'm not a preacher I won't hesitate to shoot 'em up like in Belgrade
I do this shit for fun I don't got nothing to demonstrate
Don't try to step up, don't try to be a hero, you won't get a parade
There goes another one, another momma's son in his early grave
Oh, I'm not gonna change
I know I want my revenge
I got death in my hand
Feel like a god with no end
Baphomet's right behind my back
Sold my soul and no I don't want it back
I'll get my revenge you can be sure of that
I don't even care what happens oh man what a fact
Baphomet's right behind my back
Sold my soul and no I don't want it back
I'll get my revenge you can be sure of that
I don't even care what happens oh man what a fact
