Fight Till Death
My axe strikes your head
the ritual has begun
His bleeding soaks my face
I like this taste
It's a fight till death
Death
paint the sand in red
The beasts await behind the gates
the smell of flesh - calling
People get sick - claim for blood
Shall I kill for them? For them!
It's a fight till death
Death
paint the sand in red
I am the master
I am the one
Day by day
Standing proud
day by day
to smack them ALL!
The beasts await behind the gates
the smell of flesh - calling
People get sick - claim for blood
Shall I kill for them? For them!
It's a fight till death
Death
paint the sand in red
Autor(es): Postmortem
