Kill the weak hail the strong That's Great Inferno London's song Glowing cauldrons burning stoves Rubbish people torture loves Purge the poor greet the King That's Great Inferno London's thing The Grill is hot lay down to rest Weaklings fail my subtle test Great Inferno London kicks Let's party like 1666 Great Inferno London kicks We party like 1666 Eternal City Northern Line I purge the filth herd the swine Hang the robbers from my Tower That's what they get for hating Power House of Pain Church of Lust Scream you will obey you must Whip I will then pour the cum I am London Lord of Scum Human life divided ditch Below the poor above the rich Weak men die strong men run One half in shit one half in sun Life's lost Death's won People die but party on I am London King of Cum Drink my sperm you filthy bum Rack of spikes torture drum I am London Lord of Scum Spirit storms body heat May you dig the shit you eat