Finale

I forgive all of you bastards,

who've put me here

today.

May each one

of you die,

in a nasty,

painful way.

The whores,

who have betrayed me,

a curse,

to all your flesh.

May the pox eat

each one of you,

lead you to a

painful death.

The police who have

betrayed me,

my friendships

they have betrayed.

On duty

in dark alleys,

may all of you

be slayed.

May your family

be fried,

in an arsonist's

revenge.

May each one of you

be consumed

in a painful end.

May the beggars

and the thieves

who stand watching me today,

may each one of you die

in a nasty,

painful way.

We're all rats

in the sewer,

and we all

end the same.

In this nasty,

in this nasty,

in this nasty,

little ga-a-a-a-a-a-a-me.