Well, I've got a fever, a non-believer. I'm in a state of grace
For I am the Caesar, I'm gonna seize the day
Well, call of the banshee hey hey. Hey hey hey hey hey
As God as my witness the infidels are gonna pay
Well, call the assassin. The orgasm. A spasm of love and hate
For what will divide us? The righteous and the meek
Well, call of the wild hey hey. Hey hey hey hey hey
Death to the girl at the end of the serenade
Vendetta, sweet vendetta. This Beretta of the night
This fire and the desire. Shots ringing out on a holy parasite
I am a killjoy from Detroit. I drink from a well of rage
I feed off the weakness with all my love
Call up the captain hey hey. Hey hey hey hey hey
Death to the lover that you were dreaming of
This is a stand off, a Molotov cocktail On the house
You thought I was a write off. You better think again
Call the peacemaker hey hey. Hey hey hey hey hey
I'm gonna send you back to the place where it all began
Vendetta, sweet vendetta. This Beretta of the night
This fire and the desire. Shots ringing out on a holy parasite
(guitarra 1)
This is the neo St. Valentines Massacre. Well call up the Gaza hey hey. hey hey hey hey hey
Death to the ones at the end of the serenade
Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade
Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade