Lyrics:

Escaped the net in '45, hiding out in South AmericaProtected by money and powerful friendsHoping the world has forgotten by nowAll the things that you did in the Nazi Death campsThe people that you tortured and killedYou can live you life in expectant fearSure some day you'll be made to payChorus:I believe in justiceI believe in vengeanceI believe in getting the bastardMan walks over dressed in flashy clothesWith an empty heart and a head full of moneyPuts his arm around the lad of fifteen yearsTalks sort of close like a long-lost brother