This is the mark of the beast coming through your Stere Lord have mercy on my soul, the sinning life wont let me go im wrecking worlds and breaking bones, and im beheading the king on his throne, but im not sleeping alone while the radio drones lord have mercy on my soul, woah, the sinning life wont let me go cause everyone i know has been accepted to hell, wheres my full ride? cause i lie lie like im ringing a bell they say these things just take some time breathe it in kerosene, light a match and kiss me with my matchstick wooden teeth, we are the doomriders rolling through your town, flee to your house of prayer and we will burn it down This is the mark of the beast coming through your stereo