Grailknights, welcome to your perdition There is no way to perish in style so do not even try to You are locked up in my Pinball Death Machine, you little Scheissers
Trapped under glass, no exit in sight The machinery is starting to howl Armies of lights to the left and the right Marching to ensure our fall
Break the high score, tilt and turn Level up! All bumpers must burn Use the force, the recoil, the momentum of the ball Battlechoir, we're standing tall
Toss the coin - unleash the fury Pull the trigger, fire up the Pinball Death Machine Raise your fist - it's death or glory The outcome of this fight is clear, there is nothing in between
The mechanical menace is out for revenge The scenery is starting to roil Our muscles are blown up to stand the defense Ready to tear up the boil
Strike, neon lightning A harsh roaring cry Our demons of current arise Dazed from the force of the ball passing by He chokes on his own bloody lies
Toss the coin - unleash the fury Pull the trigger, fire up the Pinball Death Machine Raise your fist - it's death or glory The outcome of this fight is clear, there is nothing in between
Toss the coin - unleash the fury Raise your fist - it's death or glory
Break the high score, tilt and turn Level up! All bumpers must burn Use the force, the recoil, the momentum of the ball Battlechoir, we're standing tall
Toss the coin - unleash the fury Pull the trigger, fire up the Pinball Death Machine Raise your fist - it's death or glory The outcome of this fight is clear, there is nothing in between
Toss the coin - unleash the fury Pull the trigger, fire up the Pinball Death Machine Raise your fist - it's death or glory The outcome of this fight is clear, there is nothing in betweenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
