all the earth! The whole world must die The whole world must die, savoring youre death, now I have your world The whole world has died, meat for the beast
Traduction: Origine. Viande pour la bête.
the earth! The whole world must die The whole world must die, savoring youre death, now I have your world The whole world has died, meat for the beast
know what to do I'm gonna fuck fuck fuck fuck you Fuck You I'm gonna I'm the beast and you're the master You're the meat of the matter I'm no fool for
I'm released To meet other beasts, lookin' for the feast We grunt and growl, on the prowl, as the air gets thinner "Yo, yo, there he go, him", there's the dinner White meat
Genius, A person of great and original creative ability Of extreme talent and superior intellect This is genius Chip on my? (Chorus) Shoulder I can't
[Vocals performed by original singer Wayne Knupp. Music & Lyrics written by Mike Majewski] Here I come They call me A beast like none before I suck the
to go to war for your Kingdom Bleak day Clouded pressure The arrival signaled Like a giant wakening Trembles from hell A shadow cast from triumph Cold silence in origin
Genius A person of great and original creative ability Of extreme talent and superior intellect This is genius Chip on my (chip on my) [Chorus:] Shoulder
-hop and a glock The results are obvious, if I'm confined to my block Occasionally, in the city I'm released to meet other beasts, lookin for the feast
to go to war for your kingdom Bleak day Clouded pressure The arrival signaled Like a giant wakening Rembles from Hell A shadow cast from triumph Cold silence in origin
