Holy and high The engines start to grind The shotgun speaks the final word The race to the end Keep killing all that you can Beneath the ground what can't be heard
Roads paved in flesh The bombs which have been blessed The blackout through the doom The race to the end Keep killing all that you can The casket which fills the room
Slither with the maggots and the worms below Warped confusion, mental illness bestowed An inward view, an outward pass is all you can see Disillusioned warhead of reality
Gathered for the feast The tables set for the deceased How's the dead, no peace, no rest The race to the end, keep killing all that you can Doomsday calling 'till nothin's leftTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
