Shot one, shot lick, shot two, shot sick
I've an abscess on my ass, oh, I just gotta pick
And when I'm done, I wanna pick a fight with everyone I hate
And everything that's contributing to my doubtful mental state
I wanna fight the concept of a human insect class
Conceived by other insects wanna stomp an insect ass
This abscess is a motherfucker as all other else
Especially as this other abscess is our motherfucking selves

Chorus:
Slit, I wanna slit, I wanna slit, I wanna slit,
I wanna slit, I wanna slit, I wanna slit my enemies' throats

Suck one, suck lick, suck two, suck sick
Fuck the fear of solitude which makes a fucking prick
Fuck the prick who rapes a cunt, yeah, with an all-consuming hate
Fuck the cunt who thinks a prick's an instrument of rape
Screw this weird compulsion of a man to drape himself in sheets
A ghost in drag, go burn a cross and lynching real sweet
This demonising instinct's detrimental to our health
This distortion which we fail to see within ourselves

Chorus

I wanna slit the throat of deception
And take a hammer to this shining glass wall
I wanna slit the dreams of the righteous
I wanna rearrange the features of it all
'Cause with a kitchen knife that's sharpened nice, I'll catch my prey and stab 'em twice, then kill the motherfucking cunts

Chorus

Kill one, kill sick, kill two, kill quick
I wanna off this strange condition, wanna off it quick
I wanna off the concept of a blessed, holy, violent fate
'Cause the inquisition, man, it weren't so fucking great
I wanna off the terror that defines all psychic pain
Pain that clogs the veins and cakes the brain and drives a man insane
So off this them and us, 'cause them and us is dripping pus
So off the biggest enemy, the enemy is us

Chorus

Slit, I wanna slit, I wanna slit, not shit,
I wanna slit, I wanna slit, I wanna slit, I wanna slit,
I wanna slit, I wanna slit
I wanna slit my enemies' throats