The master pulls the strings And bends us to his will Speed will race as thunder crashes Doom is played for all the bastards
We are here, with one purpose in mind We are all doomed, doomed to grind
Through this life we will play pest It's a need we all crave Here comes the test That will always last pounders And shredding Here comes the blastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
