Morphed into a messenger of death Keeper of a secret that I didn't choose Under the orders of a freak dictator Hunt those men who haven't fear to loose
Flesh blood and bones that's my routine Nightly countdown keeps me awake When a forced job turns a obligation Sadness of the past becoming rage
They teach me the secrets of this bloody business Centenary gears will cover my hands on pain My eyes lost in a cold sweet cold revenge They show me how do I slain
Midnight meat train can't be stopped! Butchery of hate when blood rain becomes my friend Midnight meat train fears the moob! Dark rails bring them to a buried end!!!
Rest! I should rest in peace Hell!! At hell peace means death Rest! I should rest in peace Death! Cannot hide if they are deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
