In Death... Bury the Hatchet lyrics

The time for talk is done. There's a fight to be fought, there's a fight to be won
You might as well be fucking howling at the sun
Cos if you're gonna throw stones and draw guns
Then better take a shot that's straight, don't miss, don't hesitate
Cos if you fail, then I will nail you, make a stand
And if you bail, then I will trail you to the earth's end
You're hatred I can match it, now I demand
That we bury the hatchet

Bury the hatchet right in your fucking head\
Right in your fucking head
Right in your fucking head
Bury the hatchet. In your fucking head

Challenge is accepted, but know that I've been tested before
I'm interested and invested, I was built for this war
Contest request for mercy, nothing less, something more
Detested, I infested in your to settle the score
You pestered and it festered, past the point of patience tested
Ingested uncontested, now your best has just been bested
Congested in your head, impending doom has just been nested
Now it's been said before, but once again I must suggest it

Bury the hatchet right in your fucking head\
Right in your fucking head
Right in your fucking head

Bury the hatchet. In your fucking head

DIE!

Beaten, defeated
Take your filthy soul, you no longer need it
Beaten, dead
Preach your final sermon, hear these words I said

Beaten, defeated
Take your filthy soul, you no longer need it
Beaten, dead
Preach your final sermon, hear these words I said

Bury the hatchet right in your fucking head\
Right in your fucking head
Right in your fucking head
Bury the hatchet.
Right in your (Right in your)
Right in your (Right in your)
Right in your fucking (Right in your fucking)
HEAD!