Can't withhold my anger won't control my rage My bloodlust will be sated I'm locked and loaded ready to engage Kill everything I've always hated A motherfucking Van Gogh with a gun About to paint his masterpiece Blow the world into oblivion Paint with the blood of the deceased
Fire away Put your body on display Build myself a tower of decay. A symphony Written in human debris Art and murder true synonymy No appeal, no "I got a raw deal", I don't give a fuck One thing is clear I've got a deaf ear You better shut your mouth and duck When I get a taste of laying everone to waste My hunger won't subside I won't ever stop till the last body drops Let the bullet be my guide
The virtue of vice In my bloody paradise A portrait of gore My .44 Magnum My .44 magnum opus
Bodies are the canvas, ammo the cision For my greatest work of art I'm waging my own inquisition Tearing everything apart I'm building a monument to horror A temple to divine Remembrance to those I've massacred Death the grand design
The virtue of vice In my bloody paradise A portrait of gore My .44 Magnum My .44 magnum opus
The virtue of vice In my bloody paradise A portrait of gore My .44 Magnum My .44 magnum opus
Bodies are the canvas, ammo the cision For my greatest work of art I'm waging my own inquisition Tearing everything apart I'm building a monument to horror A temple to divine Remembrance to those I've massacred Death the grand design
Fire away Put your body on display Build myself a tower of decay. A symphony Written in human debris Art and murder true synonymy No appeal, no "I got a raw deal", I don't give a fuck One thing is clear I've got a deaf ear You better shut your mouth and duck When I get a taste of laying everone to waste My hunger won't subside I won't ever stop till the last body drops Let the bullet be my guide
The virtue of vice In my bloody paradise A portrait of gore My .44 Magnum My .44 magnum opus
People will stare in disbelief and awe When they see what I've created Still life, no life beatiful and raw The world will be captivated Never have they seen something so ambitious Like nothing done before A work so terrible and vicious A masterpiece of gore
Fire away Put your body on display Build myself a tower of decay. A symphony Written in human debris Art and murder true synonymy No appeal, no "I got a raw deal", I don't give a fuck One thing is clear I've got a deaf ear You better shut your mouth and duck When I get a taste of laying everone to waste My hunger won't subside I won't ever stop till the last body drops Let the bullet be my guideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
