A tree at 200 km/hour full frontal without seat-belt
A baseball bat, the strongest possible on your nose
To fall down from the 29th stage head first
A Brutal Death CD, it all goes
Direct In Your Face!

A one ton box which falls on your face
A big dynamite stick which explodes between your teeth
The person you who betrays you
A Grind Core gig, it all goes
Direct In Your Face!

Yannick, David, Fred and I, we will
Grind your skull and your soul with love
'Cause you're looking for something, like us
The ultimate violence to have peace in your mind.

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