Israels Son Lyrics - Frogstomp - Silverchair

Hate is what I feel for you 

And I want you to know that I want you dead 

You're late for the execution 

If you're not here soon, I'll kill your friend instead 

All the pain I feel 

Couldn't start to heal 

Although I would like it to 

I hate you and your apathy 

You can leave, you can leave, I don't want you here 

I'm playing this pantomime 

But I don't see you showing any signs of fear 

All the pain I feel 

Couldn't start to heal 

Although I would like it to 

This time I'm for real 

My pain can not heal 

You will be dead when I'm through 

Hate is what I feel for you 

And I want you to know that I want you dead 

You're late for the execution 

If you're not here soon, I'll kill your friend instead 

All the pain I feel 

Couldn't start to heal 

Although I would like it to 

This time I'm for real 

My pain can not heal 

You will be dead when I'm through, through, through 

Pain and execution 

Put your hands in the air 

Put your hands in the air 

The air, yeah 

I am, I am Israel's son 

Israel's son I am 

Put your hands in the air 

Put your hands in the air 

I am, I am Israel's son 

Israel's son I am 

Put your hands in the air 

Put your hands in the air