Psychotic unbalanced killers, no regret and no remorse Rip the head off, cut the wires I'll see him dead before the sun shall rise again We'll see him dead in the ground Put on our hands the tools in which we'll kill him dead Tonight there's nowhere he can hide from me from us We'll rip out his heart, rip out his soul, and make sure he will Never walk again
Paid in full to the devil's rejects Four monsters cloaked in black The reincarnated corpses of the dead Will stalk the streets tonight in search of you Try and fight them off with all your might with all your strength They kill the most pious in the church just for fun, just for laughs And should you think that they will show you mercy You should think again again again again
We're coming for you We'll find you There's no shadow you can hide in We're coming for you tonight
Live for the hunt and the chase We are the four doom makersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
