The Bureau

The light is gone,
our work undone.
I am going hunt 'em down,
the devil's spawn...

Now! Let's go!
Back to Hell!
Deeper you'll fall
unless will play the bell!

Shoot them once,
then twice, break their bones
into a bloody cum dance
with your lead cones.

Now! Let's go!
Back to Hell!
Deeper you'll fall
unless will play the bell!

Cut their heads,
burn their bodies
and hit them when dead;
drink the tears of their ladies.

This is their fatal date,
the day of completed fate.