BRING UP THE HATE! If someone want you to die And we know about it Then we'll deliver The package with HATE Some little hate if You did the shit to somebody Then we'll come And then it will be too... Late to run away No one will ever hide From the fair-minded Postman's hand Is this realy grinds your gears? This realy makes you mad? Do you really want to tear them up? When bruises are on your body You are damaged deep inside Can't tell mother and father You must go to Fight Fight! In the dark room You're trying to hide All your fears inside the box "I'm feeling good I'm feeling fine" You answer with a trembling... Call me a dweep Man you might be harder Fucking freak Stay away from me I did nothing to you Please! Let me out Are you feeling growing heat Is it makes you insane? Do you want to let them bleed Let them feel your fucking pain Well! We came to you to stop distruction of your world Now it's time to let it out Time to say the final word Just say the final word And you will never be Afraid anymore Just say it once. We'll make them bleed In the dark room You're trying to hide All your fears inside the box "I'm feeling good I'm feeling fine" You answer with a trembling voice There's no reason to hide it This all deep inside your head Don't be afraid, just try it! Bring up their hate!