Ride on in on the wings of hate Take revenge for the things they've done Pull the switch to fully-auto Lead diet show them it's fun Take them down just as they have done Destroy their life crush all their bones Fiddled bodies lying on the ground All that's left is flesh by the pound
Take the poser by the fucking head Bring him down six-feet underground Now it's time false metal genocide Time to rid the earth of their strench Roll them up to the funeral pyre Burn the bastard while he's still alive No regrets while he writhes in pain Show them all they can't hide
Since time began Man's killed the best he can Committing evil sin He does it with a grin Till he invented guns He made it much more fun We'll shoot them in the head Screaming "Bastard, eat lead"
Speed that kills sonic overkill Reaction time your life's on the line The faster finger avoids the stinger You'll know it is your time Another show feeling low-down Conquer falseness take more ground Machine of force mean to all that live A thousand bodies all in a mound
Power amps pushed to destroy It's a fate you just can't avoid Metal death it is what they fear Their destruction death to poser queers Total wipe out we will settle for Start killing till there are no more Get your clips let's go have some fun Nothing better poser on the run
Since time began Man's killed the best he can Committing evil sin He does it with a grin Till he invented guns He made it much more fun We'll shoot them in the head Screaming "Bastard, eat lead"
Since time began Man's killed the best he can Committing evil sin He does it with a grin Till he invented guns He made it much more fun We'll shoot them in the head Screaming "Fuck you, eat lead"
Attack at dawn release the deadly spawn Burning leads from the demon shawn None survive hiding as they may They think of hope we give them rude dismay Heads thrash eyes are filled with rage The sound of carnage scorching from the stage Torrid stench rotted corpses lay Our wrath is quick now it's time to pray
Blatant lies worthless alibis We know your crime verdict is to die Metal sentence of the rawest form To be left dying body ripped and torn Faking metal they will do no more Total sellouts like the rankest whore In the end they will see we're right We'll be the last ones standing in the nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
