Addiction to the friction Exhilarating without a sound Fighting fast, fighting strong, Till the last men has been killed. The hammers crash from above, Rampage evolves sharp and clean. Break their skull into half, Cut their throats, tear them apart.
Break the skulls infinite chaos will rise Fear in their eyes, cut them down, breaking their skulls. Break the skulls the blood on tour blade is their fate. Standing strong till the last head is gone.
Exhort them fast, torture them slow. Killing violence is calling for more. Hate's the drung execution's the needle. First strike 'em out then one 'em the stike. Teaching fear, praying madness, worship the sick, Never ending enforcement. Hear their heads splitting to pieces, It's the feast of the beasts as they crawl on the floor.
Addiction to the friction Exhilarating without a sound Fighting fast, fighting strong, Till the last men has been killed. The hammers crash from above, Rampage evolves sharp and clean. Break their skull into half, Cut their throats, tear them apart.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
