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 those prophets you pay

Oh yeah, Johnny get your guns

I’ve come to kill the God that you made

Yeah, I’m gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman

Stone cold killer’s what I am

Your widow making 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, oh, 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

On the whores of Babylon that you laid

Johnny get your guns

You’ll need all those prophets, you pray

Oh yeah, Johnny get your guns

I’ve come to kill the God that you made

Yeah, I’m gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman

Stone cold killer’s what I am

Your widow making one’s 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

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

I’m gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman

Stone cold killer’s what I am

Your widow making one’s 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

Yeah, I’m gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman

Stone cold killer’s what I am

Yeah, here I come, oh, you’re gonna die