Finally, Ive found something that, Completes me, But how long will. You watch it all go by, As you keep looking to the sky. Cause im suffering,
Planes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some It ought to make a few reputation in the cult of number one While these seconds turn these minutes
Hey you, follow with a force-fed plastic hype. Hey you, shallow like the rest of your empty life. Hey you, claiming that you're real from back in the
Autumn is here inside my heart When there's springtime in the air Loneliness tearin' me apart Being lost makes me scared I keep on asking the Gods above
My wounds are widely opened now Time has come to plunge into despair Darkness is the only wish of this world of sorrow There is no place for joy in my
Riding, crashing, charging Run to the wrong side in the night Bastard, savage prowler Whip the engine for more power Darkness, black walls, shadows Fast
When you take your steering wheel When you speed up your engine Your rage makes up your counter Hell spins and burns your tires Hit and run again, I eat
We're always going fast When it's time to make it high Don't listen to this scrap Tonite your gonna fight Iron gang comes hear Metal noise is near The
Like a killer in the state Like a rat in a maze Living in a city of freak Lives on children in the snow It's too late you can't go Smashes on with turning
Armed with a knife in hand Drink it, drink all This is my law Flowing blood on the end Gaining force casting spell Depends on action in agony Brought
Fast and pure desolation Lust the blood in my brain Hard and dry destruction Wet under the neutron rain Die in this holocaust Scream the deflect attack
I'm not afraid when you talk I can't believe in your money I'm ready to deal today So we take you by force Suck, suck your bone Look with fear, I'm not
My lands are infectious Your sun begin to gloom You see my harmful country And my sky is black today Pay the price for your life Your ticket to open gate
In the smoke of combat No gods give you the guts You see the fire in the sky The bombs fall by your side I put powder in my gun Let me free, let me run
Learning the rules of the Games with atrocity Living in a prehistoric Weather with intencity Armed...Cold weapons in hand Charged...Mangled corps on the
Restricted manners, blinded by the truth Symbol of salvation, the god of emptiness Acts of desire, a shallow grave called life Rebels of the wicked prepared
Deep in the darkest mental recess There dwelt a force within the abscess That you called fear You were never alone One final victim's dying dreams An
This Pain remainds of Doom The roaming is aimless Beeng uncertain is accompanied By loss of a vital power So We make them So We make the monsters Who