Top of the Pyramid

Let's take down the easy ones
Let's take down all the easy ones
Let's take down the easy ones
Let's take down all the easy ones first

The easy ones die first
All the easy ones will go first
Wine made of blood,
We are thirsty

You will have no one to report
All the pigs are already prepared to leave the great islands
It won't matter if you are tall or short,
To hunt you will be our new sport

You will have no money to buy anything or anyone,
And nothing and no one to buy
It won't matter if you are rich or poor,
It will be gruesome, anyway, we will settle the score

We take down the easy ones
We take down all the easy ones
We take down the easy ones
We take down all the easy ones first

Then we keep on moving, we keep on climbing
Lurking and hiding in your shadow, watching you as you watch us
You are just a lamb, you can't stand
It's the final level, we use your head as a ladder
Nobody warned you that nothing lasts forever
Then we keep on moving, we keep on climbing
To the top of the pyramid

All temples crushed, all lies exposed
All stolen treasures recovered
Like Frank Black already said, we all have turns,
And now this is our turn
We will finish you off,
Finish your game, suffocate you with your own shame
As you fall victmized by your own Ponzi scheme

We just keep on moving, we just keep on climbing
To the top of the pyramid
It's the final level, do you think you can handle it?
We just chill, we just laugh
As you try to run and scream in agony,
While our acid rain melts your skin,
And our flames burn your soul and everything within,
Did you really thought you could win?
Here comes the referee, 1, 2, 3, Pin.