Verse 1:

Vultures circulating around

Maggots feasting on your flesh

Last thing you remember

Is the sound of your head split in two

The axe is what I weild

My tool to pain

There is no gain

You die in vain

Chorus:

To kill

Death takes ahold

To kill

Watch it unfold

Your body turns cold

Feel your time running out of your soul

Verse 2:

I speak for the dead

I speak for the rotten

As I put you

In a coffin

Your fate is mine to decide

To live or to die

As time goes by

Six feet under you will resiede

Chorus:

To kill

Death takes ahold

To kill

Watch it unfold

Your body turns cold

Feel your time running out of your soul