Know, I can see, through your costume   That is concealing all your lies, your disguise   Meant to purify your defecation   You, don’t look at me   You, won’t look at me   You know that your time’s forthcoming   You, won’t look at me   You, don’t look away   When you blink your eyes I will appear      Fist to the face, tell me how does your blood taste   Fist to the face, tell me how do your lies taste   Fist to the face, tell me how does your blood taste   Fist to the fist to the fist to the face      I won’t describe all the pain that I will bring upon you   Look in my eyes, or did the shame destroy your vision   You, can’t run away   You, won’t run away   You can’t run away you coward   You, won’t run away   You, will face up   You will face up when you’re in the ground      Fist to the face, tell me how does your blood taste   Fist to the face, tell me how do your lies taste   Fist to the face, tell me how does your blood taste   Fist to the fist to the fist to the face      Maybe I seem shrewd, I know we can’t save the world   But I will do my part, so let’s get started, say what you mean, mean what you say   Throw your fist in the air, It’s just beginning      Swing the broken fist of God   Faith is shattered      Swing the broken fist of God   Faith is shattered   Can’t run away