Figured out that there's no sense in sparing life There's no such thing, I have hatred for every being Send my regards, limbs remain I always get this feeling of murder spreading It is just a matter of speech Bleeding out from every orifice Finished my head on speed I will not live in chains, I can not be bound at all Can't keep no silence on this scream I will make a scene Bastard son, Hanging on, regret all of it, Gain an ego lose a liver
Grins wearing off, all the reason to bring out a wrench, burn This is the time where my fucking head is all filled up with demons and all you fucking care about is how you're gonna please them Rape them of their catered lives, they will know loss, they will not see dawn Wreck them of all they love, Grim Grinding their teeth will only exacerbate the nerves, A little fear always goes a long way Hurt all who threaten us, I gave my spine away And as your skull is spilling out, You'll kneel before death They'll need to send medicsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
