Tad - Behemoth lyrics

They came on down for no reason. Just for fun. Lust for blood. Battlezone in the streets at night. [...] Get on up. Get away. Leather straps are cracking my head. [Chorus:] You will fall down, Behemoth. Motherf**er. Ten thousand pounds of meat coming at you with a meat cleaver. Ten thousand tons of meat coming at you with a chainsaw baby.