[Verse 1: Killah Priest]



The gladiator’s here ? severest

The stage is a colosseum, skull and bone mausoleum

Also they play my rhymes, art museums

Where I display my dark gothic teachings

You can see em, my rhymes form from mind storms

Lyrics a blizzard, no signs of warmth

Children behind the corn, big silver rosary beads

Blows underneath my feet

Thick ? of patchouli oil, blessed dry hemp inside aluminum foil

Tattered arm slow motion when I walk back round

You hear the Vatican songs, hymns from the Catholic cons

Master my psalms, black skies, Rabbis

Bat fly follow by my entrance

Splendid vengeance venting relentless

Vintage rhymes bless blood, splash guts

Flash to cannon of ash, the aftermath after life

Is grim, light turns dim, you grab the mic again

You hermaphrodites will grin

I was born from two Seraphims

Pleased the Nephalim

Genesis Six chapter guess again, the son of God

Had sex with the daughters, blessed, name was Walter

Second quarter I’ll bring you all to the alter

Prepare for slaughter and the offering

Arastaph Christ cross in a sling

Of David arming Rob in the haunting bars I spit

Jujitsu mysticism, I’m more disturbed than Richard the Third

The is the word



[Chorus x 4]



I’m a Slayer album personified, Holocaust, Columbine

This is Ill Bill



[Verse 2: Ill Bill]



Undead cannibals unleased for the people feast

I roam with scissors and walk among the talking lizards

Drink rain from human skulls with Attila the Hun

While my inner pain is translated and written in blood

Enemies of peace in red robes, evil priests, dead scrolls

Evil beats, Necro, lethal me or else chrome

Enter into the realm of Satan, hell awaits, I elevate

Levitate a billion miles above you when I meditate

All the while the cults section that begin to chill your spine

Cause I’mma rhyme, repeated words echo through your mind

Blood blizzards, drug wizards, jux ?, guns ?

Fuck physics, the wife blew me then sucked his dick

She got the hiccups, Gene Simmons, devil horns fist up

Sharper than what got Tony Iommi’s fingertips cut

I’ll finger the slut, Mary Mother of Christ now a whore

Slice her across the belly, open the door

Messianic caesarean, Satanic ovarian, delirium

A loose Atherian, imperium, a Christ illusion

Do as thou wilt, your life’s a choosing

Stigmata wounds ooze and puzuzu possess Susan

Seduced her to use her womb consumed by a doom lucid

Lacerated sky, puss spewing, gooey putrid

Revolting, repulsive, my lightning bolt voltages occultist

A cultist holding the ambulance of codis

Assaulting mind of Moses, my ? Mohammed

The coming of the comet erupted volcanoes of virus and vomit



[Chorus repeated]