What its name insane? Clinging, storming He will not say Facing to a crowd Erratic words perceive All-well face, rewind
Why this star on me? Religion drowns it In my own conceive Fake appealing crown Face or feeling? Short this bath around
Hate into the lay Bones into the ground Fear this short away Fuck you! Don’t try! Hate into the lay Nazism has left this sign
Why I’m felling low? Faking Nietzche What is your crown? Adapt this potent lies, yes! This camps are true In a fucking world demise
Why this star on me? Religion drowns It in my own conceive Shot that bullet now, yeah! Face or feeling? Short this bath around
Repeat chorus So now you’ll know This constant lies on tread The way its feel I like it go, yeah!
So now you’ll know This constant lies on tread The way its filled And locked with gold
So now you’ll know This constant lies on tread The way its filled And locked Unchain gold, yes
Hate into the lay Bones into the ground Fear this short away Fuck you! Don’t try! Hate into the lay Nazism has left this sign...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
