You have no heart so hang yourself in shame And you're so hollow you have no clue Down, sink down Don't look my way When vengeance calls on you Never
When vengeance calls on you Never - cut down to size by the hands of truth Nothing - can't stand on your own because there's nothing inside of you. You
fuckin' necks broke Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe Let me give you what you need A fat dose of the good weed Like a puppet on a string I'
soul Your blood is on my hands A call for blood For what you've done No tolerance (for what you've done) A call for blood For what you've done No tolerance
till their fuckin' necks broke Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe Let me give you what you need, a fat dose of the good weed Like a puppet on
on out, move 'em out Move 'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out Move 'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out Move 'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em
A world of trouble, betrayl and deceit Hiding in the shadows, there's terror in the streets It came without warning, no one heard the call Dark clouds
Marsh] A world of trouble, betrayal and deceit Hiding in the shadows, there's terror in the streets It came without warning, no one heard the call Dark
Erode away your futile will Harass you with exaction Memorise my calling I am the bastard, I am the bastard Though the mills of god grind on.... ....
Your blood is on my hands A call for blood for what you've done No tolerance for what you've done A call for blood for what you've done No tolerance
Your blood is on my hands A call for blood For what you've done No tolerance for what you've done A call for blood For what you've done No fucking tolerance
fucking regret Motherfucker Now it's killing time Vengeance is mine You're the lowest form of fucking life I dare even call you human My heart breeds hatred, terror
on my knees, i can`t breath in this infernal damnatio seasons in the size of days, i wait confined by salvation`s malevolence to decide my fate all alone, i call
Your blood is on my hands A call for blood For what you've done No tolerance (for what you've done) A call for blood For what you've done No tolerance
fuckin' necks broke Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe Let me give you what you need A fat dose of the good weed Like a puppet on a string I
Never forgive, never forget Now it's killing time, vengeance is mine You're the lowest form of fucking life I dare even call you human My heart breeds hatred, terror
