Riding the wind on a stormy night
Rides a mother's son to take your life
They say he died 10 years ago
But the list of victims seems to grow
"Like father, like son," the Bible read
Three sixes brand the top of his head
Never heard; seen, then too late
Overkill seals your fate
Driven by the host of hell
Wicked smile cross the showing skull
The victim dies, no fucking loss
Overkill buries the cross
That scarlet sin, the soul is weary
Genre et morte, mal vivire
The fallen angel open the cell
Overkill's victim enters Hell
Who can tell me who I am
Am I Overkill, each death a sin
Questions linger as I walk the path
I am Overkill, the Devil's wrath
So when you walk alone in the night
And your bones are chilled, skin so tight
Beware the sound of a galloping horse
Overkill has another corpse...
Ride high, ride tall
Overkill will never fall
Full moon, sharp sword
Satan is your lord
Midnight, dark sky
Overkill will never die
Blood bath, die fast
Overkill, the Devil's wrath
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