The Final War

When I wake up in my dark empire

And I get out of my fucking empty bed

I will always be a poor vampire

I can get mad like a mean guy

But on the other hand be sweet as a beanpie

But now I'm fed up

Shit tired and Sick

Can't even breathe

Because of all these pigs

I remember when the mainstream hated cool music

When the Nitzer Ebb samples

Was the cool shit

Dark rebels trap up

We got a long way to go

Before this here blows like a volcano

Switch the lights off

I want my darkness back

Switch the lights off

You took my darkness away

Switch the lights off

I need my darkness back

Switch the lights off

You took my good old darkness away

Let's prepare the final war

And open that last hidden door

You should be ready to understand

It's Mr. Faith who will create your end

I'm cute

I'm loot

Don't tell me how to shoot

Won't miss my target cause you're so big and fat

I want to get my rights back

So feel my Smith and Wesson in your neck

I told you that your music industry

Never was a friend of mine

But the real enemy

So, now I do a dirt of a different kind