Israel's Son

Hate is what I feel for you
 And I want you to know that I want you dead
 Your late for the execution
 If your not here soon I'll kill a friend instead
 Over pain I fear you
 You'll then start to hear you
 Over an hour I get to
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 I hate you and your apathy
 You can leave you can leave
 I don't want you here
 I'm playin' this pantomime
 But I don't see ya showing any signs of fear
 Over pain I fear you
 You'll then start to hear you
 Over an hour, I get to
 This time I'm for real
 My pain cannot hear you
 You will be dead when I'm through
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 Hate, is what I feel for you
 And I want you to know that I want you dead
 Your late, for the execution
 If your not here soon I'll kill a friend instead
 Over pain, I fear you
 You'll then start to hear you
 Over an hour, I get to
 This time I'm for real
 My pain cannot hear you
 You will be dead when I'm through
 Ohhh, ohhhhhh
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 Pain, and execution
 Put your hands in the air
 Put your hands in the air
 The air, yeah
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 Aaaarrggghhhh
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 I am, I am Israel's son
 Israel's son I am
 Put your hands in the air
 Put your hands in the air
 I am, I am Israel's son
 Israel's son I am
 Put your hands in the air
 Put your hands in the air
 Aaaarrggghhhh, yeah