Slayer

I am the last of the dying insane
You would scream at the things I've done
Knowing that the dead still see
My blood it runs like mercury
Your last breath the sword comes down
She dies first speaking death to me
Philosophy, the vision, the view within
Duty, science, abstract cruelty
[Chorus:]
What are your final thoughts?
Do you want to kill me or die in shame?
From my point of view
Justified action, the enemy burns
The fun of massacre in the brain
Bioweapons and I are the same
Look at their face, hatred in their blood
Pile up the dead, my humanity
X-rays burn all that you can see
Nobody knows what a body can stand
Skulls on fire yet mercy is worse
You seek only your pleasure in death
[Chorus]
Bacterial target, eyes exploding