Warhate, caped in the shit from the wounds of the dead Believing in what we're fed It Can't be this way Bullshit gets soaked in everyday In the minds of the weak and the eyes of the afraid We all get buggered by disgrace Take Disgrace and fuck yourself Fuck yourself in the face with it or wherever it hurts most Then maybe You'll see the truth that life is a war scene Painted by the fingers of the cowardice bastards Paint these scenes Use the blood, shit and cum of the people that bug you Relieve all the stress and tension that owns you Why not use the hand of a dead child's remains You couldn't be anymore shamed Go Tired of the lies Tired of the false accusations that are upheld by all the fucks Way up the chain Die coward scum They won't take the blame We know who is responsible for the shit we deal with Nothing but false hopeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
