If I were in control, you'd all get in line and I'd cut off your heads one at a time   You motherfuckers would cry, and then you would die   Climb the mountain, slowly you arrive   You know your own fate   It's too late to survive   Because what's done is done   It's too late to run   You would finally see what you had done to me   The pain and terror I've faced since I was old enough to be   But it would be too late for an apology   I want you all to feel as dead as me