Wicked Young Man

Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin

The ice in my veins, the staples in my chin

I've got it carved in my forehead, '

Slave To My

Sin'Too violent for the brotherhood to ever take me in

Gonna write down my law in blood upon the street

To the cadence of a goose-step, heavy metal beat

Wanna purify my race, gonna turn up the heat

Just wanna make 'em die and make the job complete

I am a vicious young man, oh,

I am a wicked young man

It's not the games that

I play, the movies

I see, the music

I digI'm just a wicked young man

I like to run my body on heavy heavy fuel

I can punch through a wall,

I can kick like a mule

I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the school

I'm the devil's little soldier,

I'm the devil's little tool

I am a vicious young man, oh,

I am a wicked young man

It's not the games that

I play, the movies

I see, the music

I digI'm just a wicked young man

I got every kind of chemical pumpin' through my head

I read Mein

Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed

I never ever sleep,

I just lay in my bed

Dreamin' of the day when everyone is dead

I am a vicious young man, oh,

I am a wicked young man

It's not the games that

I play, the movies

I see, the music

I digI'm just a wicked young man

I am a vicious young man, oh,

I am a vicious young man

I am a vicious young man, oh,

I am a wicked young man