A burst of confusion rocks your mind As the shadows from the warhead fills the sky Endless rioting of the masses as we heed Satan's call as we fan the flames higher and disintegrate you all.
The blood of the victims drench the walls But every night they still fill the halls Coming for the chaos to witness and partake in the fight for their lives and the wall of sonic hate.
Feedback, Blood, and Distortion
In the gutter we're fighting for our lives Our metal weapons gleaming in the night Your fate is in our hands your funeral's just begun as the weak are cast aside and the soldiers are marching on
An overdose of death...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
