Music: Kenneth Nyman & Rickard Thulin  Lyrics: Kenneth Nyman    Bigmouth  Your threats did not work on me  You stupid fuck  What were you thinking of?    Holding  Your torn-off head  Faceless  It speaks no more    What was your plan?  What did you expect?  Well, barking like a toothless dog  Just doesn't do the trick    Now you look kind of silly  Turned inside out  Head gone, guts spread  So extremely dead    You stood no chance  You were weak to say the least  What you did  Wasn't very clever