In the outskirts of a big city Their way of life is to thrash Rottenness and violence It's inside their mind For them, life's dream Doesn't exist anymore
There is just The nightmare of death Benumbed by pollution In metal Find their way out
On the street In the suburb Living wild To kill all posers
Megathrash Into gangs they assemble And celebrate their rituals They appear in shows And bestiality takes it all
Blood is their food Black is their color Night is their day Debris their houses And mosh their dance
There is just The nightmare of death Benumbed by pollution In metal Find their way out
On the street In the suburb Living wild To kill all posers MegathrashTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
