Metallicus Ex Mortis

So you're an anti-social geek

With body odor, funny hair, and your breath reeks

You have no friends of which to speak

Now your mind has come unglued

And your trust fund balance is down the tubes

There's only one thing you can do

Commit yourself, submit yourself

Give us your body and your soul

Enslave yourself and save yourself

And sign in blood upon the scroll

On your straightjacket stitched, the hermetic seal

The pin is thrust as the blood congeals

Your card is dealt and your fate is sealed

Raise the chalice and take the cure

Numbskull from the freshly interred

Your servitude is now all but ensured

Commit yourself, submit yourself

Give us your body and your soul

Enslave yourself and save yourself

And spill your blood for rock n roll

Now your guts are a foetid yellow slush

Twitching pupils dilate

As your brain is turned to mush

Metallicus ex mortis!

Reborn in decay

Metallicus ex mortis!

As your life rots away