hate is what i feel for you
and i want you to know that i want you dead
you're late for the execution
if you're not here soon, i'll kill your friend instead
all the pain i feel
couldn't start to heal
although i would like it to
i hate you and your apathy
you can leave, you can leave, i don't want you here
i'm playing this pantomime
but i don't see you showing any signs of fear
all the pain i feel
couldn't start to heal
although i would like it to
this time i'm for real
my pain can not heal
you will be dead when i'm through
[chorus]
pain and execution
put your hands in the air
put your hands in the air
the air... yeah
i am, i am israel's son
israel's son i am
put your hands in the air
put your hands in the air
