i am a throwback to primeval age i m easy to anger i m quick to enrage get in my way and you forfeit your life i ll orphan your children and widow your wife fight now til there s only one left right now i will lay you to rest i am the bringer of thunder and pain my fists of lead fall upon you like rain resistance is futile your fate has been sealed i will not stop until you have been killed fight now til there s only one left right now i will lay you to rest cry out with your last dying breath die now as i beat you to death ha i need no weapon to bring you to heel my fist in your face is the last thing you feel beg me for mercy and see what that gets you my only real pleasure is getting to hit you fight now til there s only one left right now i will lay you to rest cry out with your last dying breath die now as i beat you to death  i have no room in my heart for compassion if you piss me off i will simply start smashing your pleas for reason are simply pathetic why waste my words when my fists are poetic beat you down to the ground break your bones final blow and blood will flow it s clobberin time i hate you i hit you i hate you i hit you i hate you i hit you i hate you i hit you i hate you i hit you i hate you i hit you i hate you i hit you i beat you to death