: Oh, shit, I'm getting sick of this I'm caught and I can't escape It's gonna blow my head, you fucker get away Me, madman in a rage I hit the ceiling
escape It's gonna blow my head, you fucker get away Me, madman in a rage I hit the ceiling outta my mind Oh, when I get free I'm gonna hand'em high Hatred
Oh, shit, I'm getting sick of this I'm caught and I can't escape It's gonna blow my head, you fucker get away Me, madman in a rage I hit the ceiling outta
hate you So at least we understand each other Hatred, hatred is the only thing that lasts, what is it? Hatred, hatred Hatred, hatred Is the only thing that lasts forever Hatred, hatred
Übersetzung: Wut. Hass.
ve found tricks. That I use when I know that I've been beat. I climb so fucking deep inside of me. I've said it once and I'll scream it again. Sometimes hatred
(YEA) Let be blameless and show consideration for man (why?) cuz we was just like them before he saved us within(ok!) It wasn't strange we had rage and hatred
eyes are blinded by there rage Beware the voice without a face When your insecure, they'll find a fuel to start a fire better pricks? with only hatred
brain cells like alcohol PR feeds the rage but the clear answers never come. It's like an open bar to misplace our trust. Call into your talk show hatred
ran along the shore: Growltiger's on the loose! Woe to the weak canary that fluttered from its cage Woe to the pampered Pekinese that faced Growltiger's rage
sound, fill me with hatred Let my life bring life to the soil The soil beneath my feet Messenger of pain sailing silence Commander of my sorrow riding rage
Of your pathetic dreams Molding and folding Lusting for control Hatred is a tool Thoughtlessly you use Ruin an only friend With misleading rules Contain your own rage
your life away, so light your haze Hold tight grenede's so when it blows I'm slightly grazed Kuniva might be crazed unleashin' unlikely rage The next
damned No way to slake me Die by my hand DIE Whirling and hacking I?m bathing my blade Mutated myrmidon of rage The howling vortex of the hatred I?ve
: Sighs - The fury has electrified my mind Sighs - The hatred burns inside by the mark of vengeance I will grind Sighs - The sound of metal falling
man Pitiful, you let your vices tell your fate Follower of the blind, you have nothing. My empathy has turned to rage. My pity has turned to hatred.
words like prophets do Bring them down! Down to their knees! Down to this greed! Fooling us again, while our screams not even silenced This rage has
