Coffin Feeder - A Good Supply of Body Bags Lyrics

For all intent, I'm a one-man army
A force sent to maim and destroy
For I'm death, for I'm forever
Once a god now no longer of use
I'm the shit you scrape from your boots
A vagabond roaming,

Killed for vagrancy,
That's what they'll say in jerk water U.S.A.
A killing machine that blew a gasket nice story
Now pick out your casket
Pushed too far then left for dead
Through hell rats sewage and dread
Reborn on the other side
A good supply of body bags

Inside that slow-rolling coffin
Winning wars through attrition
A f*cking time bomb

Devastation til death or submission
Nothing's over you can't turn it off

They drew first blood - it's not over
They drew first blood - seeing red in the blink of an eye
Trigger pulled the violence, it never stops

They drew first blood - it's not over
They drew first blood - consumed by hatred
A good supply of body bags

I'm your worst f*cking nightmare
The last thing you'll hear me say
Booby-trapped and destroyed in a forest
Choke on your prejudice and lies
I'm your worst nightmare
The last thing you'll hear me say

Dead in his tracks by f*cking a badge
Ignorant to the hell that awaits

Devastation until death or worse
Nothing is over you can't turn it off
They drew first blood