Dethklok Hatredy Lyrics

Hatredy Lyrics

Strapping for the jury,

tell your friends of fury,

comedy is death,
hatredy.

Step into this moonlight,

"doctor in this dead light"

Tragic running more, Hatredy.

Through the rape of night, blinded by
your might,

Irony in spite, sometimes "in the light"

Think to die
on stage, shredded by your rage

Hating your own face, comedy is
disgrace

You I hate, await your fate,

Your time has come, to die on
stage.