Dominick the Donkey (The Italian Christmas Donkey)

One two three four

You break my back

You won't break me

All is black

But I still see

Shut me down

Knock me to the floor

Shoot me up

F**k me like a whore

Trapped under ice

Comfortably cold

I've gone as low as you can go

Feel no remorse

No sense of shame

Time's gonna wash away all pain

I made a god out of blood

Not superiority

I killed the king of deceit

Wake me up in anarchy

Sacrifice to the cause

Turn your code into law

Compensate to validate the loss

Take a thief

Nail him to a cross

Gospel of rage

Faction of hate

Deviate from the absolute

Born of revenge

Raised on cement

Chaos created government

I made a god out of blood

Not superiority

I killed the king of deceit

Now I sleep in anarchy

I made a god out of blood

Not superiority

I killed the king of deceit

Wake me up in anarchy

Anarchy

I made a god out of blood

Not superiority

I killed the king of deceit

Now I sleep in anarchy

I made a god out of blood

Not superiority

I killed the king of deceit

Wake me up in anarchy