Hot August night. when the hammer fell
A dark force was set in motion
To open up the gates of Hell
A rite of extermination. a ritual of hate
A curse upon the human race
To force the hand of fate
Somewhere in the darkness
The wolves began to howl
The son of man and his warrior clan
Were the first to heed the call
Young lions. alone with their pride
Always keep a weapon by their side
Pig-sticker, Jack the ripper
There’s nowhere left to hide
There’s a method to the madness
but it’s always misunderstood
We can’t change the world we live in
Without shedding some blood
Creeping-crawling in the Hollywood hills
Looking for a sacrifice
Rich pigs with impressive digs
Were the first to lose their lives
Morning never came. a generation died
War declared, the Devil’s children
Licked the blood off of their knives
No sanctuary, no shelter
…in a world gone Helter Skelter
The Devil’s music took their souls
and now they’ve lost control
The music is the message
…and the message is clear
Listen closely, and you will hear
A rite of extermination, a ritual of hate
A curse upon the human race
to force the hand of fate
Somewhere in the darkness
The wolves begin to howl
Your children are writing in blood
A warning upon your wall
But nothing’s gonna change the world
Short of violent revolution
We can’t change the world we live in
There’s no, there’s no. final solution
No final solution! No final solution!
It’s coming down fast motherfuckers!
No final solution! No final solution
It’s coming down fast motherfuckers!
