Lyric Song Wicked Young Man: Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin
The ice in my veins the staples in my chin
I ve got it carved in my forehead yquot;Slave To My Sinyquot;
Too violent for the brotherhood to ever take me in
Gonna write down my law in blood upon the street
To the cadence of a goose step heavy metal beat
Wanna purify my race gonna turn up the heat
Just wanna make em die and make the job complete
I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It s not the games that I playthe movies I seethe music I dig
I m just a wicked young man
I like to run my body on heavy heavy fuel
I can punch through a wall I can kick like a mule
I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the school
I m the devil s little soldier I m the devil s little tool
I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It s not the gamesthat I playthe movies I seethe music I dig
I m just a wicked young man
I got every kind of chemical pumpin through my head
I read Mein Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed
I never ever sleep I just lay in my bed
Dreamin of the day when everyone is dead
I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It s not the gamesthat I playthe movies I seethe music I dig
I m just a wicked young man
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