Panic driven adrenaline is rushing through your body You're being grinded to bits and pieces What a funny sensation Your bones in the most unnatural position Fighting to get free but the wheel keeps on turning Pulling you further down This is going only one way Into a certain death
A mingling hue of flesh and bones The limbs are torn and crushed in the grip of the mincer Just one sorry mistake and this grim bitter destiny is all you get It's all such a wasteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
