Stone Cold Killers — W.A.S.P.

Think about the sorrow you brought Think of all the horror you made Lying to a world that you wrought Dying for the world, oh that you made

Johnny get your guns You'll need all of those prophets you pray Oh yeah Johnny get your guns I've come to kill the god that you made

I'm gonna murder superman Murder superman Stone cold killer's what I am Your widowmaking ones come You can't hide I'm gonna murder superman Murder superman I got a heart breaker in my hands Yeah here I come You're gonna die

What'd you get for the souls that you bought The bloody dead in the trades Don't never blame the souls that you lost Upon the whores of Babylon that you laid

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Your lying messiah you know isn't real How will you die for the one that you kneel Better get your guns I'm gonna kill your god My God will kill your god