Fiend Or Foul

Lyrics

I beat the dead; they don't fight back They have no need, they have no lack They bear the marks of my attack I beat the dead; they don't react Call me fiend, or call me foul Throw me to the dogs that bite and howl Before you point a finger or cry an empty tear, buy yourself a alibi, get yourself a mirror I rob the poor; they don't mind I take whatever I happen to find; it's never much at any one time I rob the poor; it's not a crime Call me fiend, or call me foul Throw me to the dogs that bite and howl Before you point a finger or cry an empty tear, better get yourself a alibi, buy yourself a mirror I beat the dead I beat the dead I kill the children before they're born, as their little feet begin to form Don't buy them shoes; they won't get worn I kill the children; I am not scorned Call me fiend, or call me foul Throw me to the dogs that bite and howl Before you point a finger or cry an empty tear, buy yourself a alibi, get yourself a mirror I beat the dead I beat the dead