Israel`s Son — текст песни (Silverchair)

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