Stormtroopers Of Death (S.O.D.) - March of the S.O.D.

Ruthless and vicious, he'll stomp on your face Deadly, malicious, stay outta his space He'll rip your eyes out, dont you look the wrong way And once you meet him, there's no time to pray He'll rip your heart out, make you eat your own lips He'll crack your elbows, and crush fingertips HE'LL MAKE YOU WISH THAT YOU DIDN'T EXIST Cause Sargent D is coming, and you're on his list Don't cut the line, cause he'll cut off your legs Don't waste your time or you'll spend time with the dead. Don't try to trick him cause he'll fill you with lead Don't beg for mercy, he'll piss on your head. He'll kill your sister, then mail back the tits He'll beat you senseless, then break out the whips HE'LL MAKE YOU WISH THAT YOU DIDN'T EXIST Cause Sargent D is coming, and you're on his list He'll pour gas on your kids, then throw 'em a match He'll back the car over grandma, the dissect her cat With his Stormtroopers of Death, they will come to your town Their Uzi's rip through flesh, then it's time to chow down Their cause is justified, their reason is clear The word 'revenge' is all that they hear HE'LL MAKE YOU WISH THAT YOU DIDN'T EXIST Cause Sargent D is coming, and you're on his list