If all your fears I feedJust let it be a part of my supremacyThis rootwork deep in meHow can I beThe hand of your enemyLet the churches burnLet the witches danceLet the baby’s bloodStain our handsWhen the judgement comesThey say I’ll be God damned(Haha)Well I’ll be God damnedMidnight, october 31st’Round the bonfires we dancedAs the dead join inWe shed some innocent bloodWith the razor blade pressed tightlyTo their skinLet the churches burnLet the witches danceLet the baby’s bloodStain our handsWhen the judgement comesThey say I’ll be God damned(Ha ha)Well I’ll be God damned