Weapons Of Mass Destruction - Gene Simmons

Born in the ashes of ruin at the birth of your kind

In the dawn of creation you conjured me in your mind

Love thy neighbor as you love yourself

You just can’t hear the sound of your own church bells

What you reep is what you get

I bring you the weapons of mass destruction

E pluribus unum

Illusion

Delusion

No matter where you go there I am Like salt on a wound you’re the sacrificial lamb

You deserve everything that you get

You’re guilty 'til you’re proved innocent

What you see is what you get