Lyrics:

Riding the wind on a stormy nightRides a mother's son to take your life.They say he died ten years agoBut the list o
f victims seems to grow.Like father like son the Bible readThree sixes brand the top of his headNever heard, seen then too l
ate,Overkill, seals your fate!!!Driven by the host of hellWicked smile cross, the showing skull.The victim dies no fucking
lossOverkill, buries the crossThat scarlet sin the soul is wearyGenre et morte, mal vivireThe fallen angel open the cell,
Overkill's victim enters Hell!Who can tell me who I amAm I Overkill each death a sin.Questions linger as I walk the pathI
am Overkill, the Devil's wrath!So when you walk alone, in the nightAnd your bones are chilled, skin so tight!Beware the sou
nd of a galloping horseOverkill has another corpse...Ride high, ride tallOverkill will never fallFull moon, sharp swordSa
tan is your LordMidnight, dark skyOverkill will never dieBlood bath, die fastOverkill the Devil's wrath!!!