Saint Omen - Death Unto My Enemy Lyrics

Sundays for the black I skin everybody else of their hides
I can hear the whispering as I burn the holy scribes
Restless in your coffin as you beat down on the walls
There's no stage an Opium rage just give it to me and get it on

Get it on
Get it on
Death unto my enemies
Get it on

This one's too heavy I couldn't give myself away
Intensive never sold and now I can't be saved
I don't know just what it is but the power drains my soul
Get a scope and get it gone come on yeah come on yeah
Sober as a nun on Easter skeletal and thin
Yeah some mighty satan goals and I got to get believed

Get it on
Get it on
Death unto my enemies
Get it on
Death unto my enemies

Yeah come on yeah beat down on the freak yeah
Come on yeah here upon the freak yeah
Get it on
Get it on
Death unto my enemies
Get it on
Get it on
Death unto my enemies