You could get bludgeoned with a axe
You could get bludgeoned with a axe
You could get bludgeoned with a axe
You could get bludgeoned with a axe
Who I am you don't gotta ask
Where I'm from you don't gotta ask
What I do you don't gotta ask
Why I do it you don't gotta ask
Rivers all filled with your blood
Wolves in woods eating your guts
When they ask who do you trust
Who do you trust who do you trust
Your body left there to rot
Up the tree in a slipknot
Who I am who you are not
Don't worry you will be forgotten