Songtexte:
In Cold Blood Blood On Our Hands

lie and just hope that your listening What doesn't make us alive here But our foundation was built for sin Now stop and run until the damage was done And I've never had the upper hand

on me, but if I die bury me a motherfuckin G A open casket on them bastards so they all remember me With my vest on my chest, my tools and my piece Thug

humanity forsaken by my hand oh weep, the angels shall be destroyed as claws remove their wings jaws sodden in the purest blood in the purest fucking blood

something! If we went in hopes for something, drove 1000 and fell on nothing, bind our hands, eject our seatbelts, say our last before our knees felt the burn on

scarlet cuts the sky Faded names left on the wall Honor the fighting leave life to die Remembered is the sacrifice but No praisal of blood still flowing

scarlet cuts the sky Faded names left on the wall Honor the fighting leave life to die Remembered is the sacrifice but No praisal of blood still flowing

whose grandiose sleep by hopeless lives is fed. HORNS! All hail the glorious dead. Turn the page of fate as darkness feeds our hate. The heart that pulses in my cold

cold age Colder than all days before Colder than all years before Taste a tide Where landscapes surround us with blight The everflowing streams of our enemies blood run cold

my eyes on the grand prize, place your bet Watch me win it by a landslide, pull off an upset Hold the burner close by my hands and my pocket Hold the