All your efforts not to die
Your fingers crossed you've lost!
And is there something that you do know?
Last night!
We took a bite of something vicious
No guts
Just sick fun for all of us
A simple lie
A knife
And a slaughter mission
To walk a little where the twisted go home!
So you're the one that I must destroy?
Consequences
No more reasons
It's your body or your mind
Destroy! Destroy!
The signal dies
There's no monsters inside!
Like that!
Chop its head off!
[Die! Die! Die!]
These are the dead and the dead are all coming for you!
Wake the children from the dead
In the middle of the night
Keep it going
Here we go
There's a genocide in sight
You'll laugh!
When your skull is all broken!
Traeme el machete!
These are the dead and the dead are all coming for...
Right now
Will be the time to see our victim
Right now
Will be the time for...
O.M.G.!
So! We want your cut up bodies
So! We want your gutless bodies
So! We want your ripped up bodies
So! This is wrong!
I am the dead!
HA! HA! HA!
And the twisted
Like all remains
You're going
Down! Down! Down! Down!
It's a blend of smart aggression and angst fueled content. Mixing up everything from Ska, Reggae, Punk, Drum n Bass and Metal you will NOT regret it. EvilMinded