I'm a slayer thriving in the cutthroat
I am Vader, but you love my chokehold
Little temptress to phantom menace
Oh, Han Solo, you froze so cold
So, bitch, where's my money?
I'm the Syndrome, I know you love it, Stockholm
Wear my skin and then blame it on adrenochrome
Anti-depressents, body synthetic, I own your soul
The code is oath
So, bitch, feed your mummy

(Don't touch my things)

I'm sick, ill bitch
I'm rabid, I'm ill bitch
So eat my acid, so eat my acid

Acid, acid
Eat my acid
Acid, acid
Eat my acid

I'm the virus, so, good luck getting rid of me
Infect your eyelids till I'm the only thing you see
You little leeches want me in pieces
I salt, you crawl, I maul, you fall
So, bitch, don't you try me
I'm a goddess, you can call me Your Majesty
Tell the God heads they better be on watch for me
I jump dimensions to my ascension
They're mad, they can't get back
Relax, I am your new king

(Don't touch my things)

I'm sick, ill bitch
I'm rabid, I'm ill bitch
So eat my acid, so eat my acid

Acid, acid
Eat my acid
Acid, acid
Eat my acid