Waiting the hour destined to die Here on the table of hell A figure in white unknown by man Approaching the altar of death High priest awaiting dagger in hand Spilling the pure virgin blood Satan's slaughter, ceremonial death Answer his every command Death will come easy just close your eyes - Dream of the friends you will see Heavenly failure losing again Move on to a new form of life Altar of sacrifice, curse of the damned Confronting the evil you dread Coalesce into one your shadow and soul Soon you will meet the undead (lead: hanneman) [altar of sacrifice, curse of the damned Confronting the evil you dread Coalesce into one your shadow and soul Soon you will meet the undead] Enter to the realm of Satan! (lead: hanneman) Blood turning black, the change has begun Feeling the hatred of all damned in hell Flesh starts to burn, twist and deform Eyes dripping blood realization of death Transforming five toes to two Learn the sacred words of praise, hail Satan (lead: hanneman) A gift of powers disposed upon you Use them when you feel the need Master the forces and powers of Satan Controlling the creatures instinct Drawn to the castles that float in the sky Learn to resist the temptation Watching the angels sift through the heavens Endlessly searching for salvation (lead: king)
I'll translate this into metal-ese for you: Satan My Master I slit my wrists to drain me of my blood Satan My Master Up side down I turn the cross of God Satan My Master Recieve this sacrifice this blood of mine Satan My Master I cut into my rotten flesh your signs Satan My Master Remember me when judgement day is near Satan My Master Take my hand when Armageddon is here
my retort: I don't drink brass monkey like to be funky Nickname Eazy E your 8 ball junkie Bass drum kicking to show my shit Rap a hole in my dick boy I don't quit Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and brave Rolling through the hood to find the boys Kick dust and cuss crank up some noise Police on my drawers I have to pause 40 ounce in my lap and it's freezing my balls Hook a right turn and let the boys go past and I say to myself, "They can kiss my ass" Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my lips Put in the old tape Marvin Gaye's greatest hits Turn the shit up had the bass cold whomping Cruising through the east side south of Compton See a big ass and I say word I took a look at the face, and the I FART A LOT was to the curb Hoes on my tip for the title I'm holding Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling
