You will be the lucky one
Who will see the deadly one
You will die on your knees
By the hand of Mr. FreezeWill you see when the rest are blind
Will you remain frozen in time
Will you flee undergroundWatch the blanket search the ground
You will die on your knees
By the hand of Mr. FreezeHorror awaits for those who evade
Ice cold blood stops in their veinsArm yourselves to the T
Repel the threat of Mr. Freeze
See the blood drop in your eye
See your family burned aliveI don't even know you
I just know where you live
I raided your child's bedroom
And burned his virgin skinI crucified your nation
I left the dead rot
I parade down the street
Carrying an iron crossThe oceans have been ripped away
It does no good to pray
Catalysm
Men restore to cannibalismI'm worth all you'd care for
Then I'll fuck you in the ass
I'm so fucking happy
I'll kick your face and laughToday's war stories
At night you can hear him scream
There's blood on your pillow
This is no bad dream
You try to think with reason
But all you can do is scream
Songwriters
KYLE TOUCHERPublished by
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