Think about the sorrow   You brought   Think of all the horror   You made   Lying to a world   That you wrought   Dying for the world - oh   That you made      What'd you get for   Souls that you bought   The bloody dead in the trades   Don't never blame   The souls that you lost - on   The whores of Babylon   That you laid      Johnny get your guns   You'll need all of those prophets you pray   Oh yeah Johnny get your guns   I've come to kill the god that you made      I'm gonna murder superman   Murder superman   Stone cold killer's what I am   Your widowmaking ones come   You can't hide   I'm gonna murder superman   Murder superman   I got a heart breaker in my hands   Yeah here I come   Oh - You're gonna die      Your lying messiah you know isn't real   How will you die for the one that you kneel   Better get your guns   I'm gonna kill your god   My God will kill your god