Devils Target - 666 Stamps Lyrics

Get up, don't spit your filth in this direction
I'm moving fast, ridding the world of this infection
While I hear the screams, flooding with encryption
Hear the laugh of a tortured soul dimension lock eyes
With a twisted type of man Branding on his arm and a gun in his hand
Find the nearest exit or join the band
Flee for your life will be eternally Damned

666 Stamps 666 stamps 666 stamps box of the limbs catch the victim on the lam
666 Stamps 666 stamps 666 stamps ship it out to Mexico the mutton dressed as lamb

As I make my way through the corridor boots
Filling with blood and gore blade is fed
But desires more its thirst quenched only by the Virgin whore
Begging pleading humanizing but my desires are revolutionizing
I gain my power from your brutalizing my god gets his power from your crucifying

666 Stamps 666 stamps 666 stamps box up the limbs catch the victim on the lam
666 Stamps 666 stamps 666 stamps ship it out to Mexico the mutton dressed as lamb

Body parts flying with the swing of my axe
Corpses Pilling high put them into Stacks preserve extremities
Put them on plaques surprises awaiting all who unpack
Get up get up get up right now