Songtexte:
Life S Blood Not For The Weak

your world We get our might Something's gone way too wrong Keeping us in pain for far too long This is not a game And it's not for the weak Heads

words they froze my blood and changed my soul the master has spoken, the truth, not any lies The Devil gives and evil takes the thing in life that man

Everyone's gathered for your arrival All the believers Angels fall, all for you, heretic Demon heart bleed for us I've been waiting for you, Weary

orange mukus So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it between fingers I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks English Freak genuis, too extreme for the weak

a cold feeling when your blood's been replaced. its a bad taste to swallow your pride the darkness in your chest tells a lot from your eyes there's not

the cathedral of lust where our prayers are consumed, it's colder. Under our shroud of passion my blood's becoming yours, under our shroud of passion my soul's

whole crew Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna

the other side I come for the people that took away my life Trick or treat bitch, my dead body speaks You tricked me now it's only right that you try

when it burn the creeves that's around you trying to pretend, burrying it wherever it grooves itself to the rage life that balance, and move like you do cuz you do it for