The Outside Agency - Antichrist lyrics

That smarts, doesn't it?
Getting slammed in the nose
Fucks you all up
You get that pain shootin' through your brain, your eyes fill up with water

Do you know who I am?
The Antichrist
You tell the angels in heaven you've never seen an evil so singularly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you

You got me in a vendetta kind of mood
You tell the angels in heaven you've never seen an evil so singularly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you

What I have to offer you, that's as good as it's gonna get
And it won't ever get that good again
-I don't believe you

Alright, guys, I think we're ready
By the way, my name is Bruce Dickinson
Yes, the Bruce Dickinson
And I gotta tell you, fellas, you have got what appears to be a dynamite sound!
-I can't believe Bruce Dickinson digs our sound!
Easy, guys
I put my pants on just like the rest of you, one leg at a time
Except, once my pants are on, I make gold records
Alright, here we go