Paroles de Dead River

New world order out of hand Bloodbath slaughter on the hot white sand Roman orgy a burning stake The head of the Baptist wiggling on a plate New world order for a Texas god Bloodbath slaughter black crude jihad Blacks and Hispanics poor white trash Snug in the plastic of a bodybag No no not one senator's son Will die in the glory of the desert sun The mother of all battle Bodies, crippled bodies, butchered bodies In a dry river in a dead river