Текстове на песни: Massacra. Enjoy The Violence.
I'm the dictates of your guilty conscience
You must comply to my evil influence
You'd like to throw your boss out of the window
Show no mercy and cut him up with a chainsaw
You can't bear this rep bothering your wife
So rip him open with a carving knife
You wonder how to kill your enemy
Smash his head until it's gravy
[Chorus:]
You take pleasure
In using violence
It's in your nature
Psychopathic sense
Psychological conflict
You're under my influence
You can't repress your instinct
I incite you to violence
Enjoy
The violence
I control your inward rage
You can't suppress your anger
I possess you, I'm your cage
You feel an urge to murder
[Chorus]
I'm the dictates of your guilty conscience
You must not comply to my evil influence
Your neighbour is always fucking you around
Put your fingers in his eyes and scratch them out
You hate the collector and the income tax
Keep your money and cut him to pieces with an axe
You've had enough of cops and parking tickets
Take your gun and riddle them with bullets
[Chorus]
Prompted my brutal force
You commit crimes in cold blood
With no feeling of remorse
You're always thirsting for some more
Enjoy the violence
You must comply to my evil influence
You'd like to throw your boss out of the window
Show no mercy and cut him up with a chainsaw
You can't bear this rep bothering your wife
So rip him open with a carving knife
You wonder how to kill your enemy
Smash his head until it's gravy
[Chorus:]
You take pleasure
In using violence
It's in your nature
Psychopathic sense
Psychological conflict
You're under my influence
You can't repress your instinct
I incite you to violence
Enjoy
The violence
I control your inward rage
You can't suppress your anger
I possess you, I'm your cage
You feel an urge to murder
[Chorus]
I'm the dictates of your guilty conscience
You must not comply to my evil influence
Your neighbour is always fucking you around
Put your fingers in his eyes and scratch them out
You hate the collector and the income tax
Keep your money and cut him to pieces with an axe
You've had enough of cops and parking tickets
Take your gun and riddle them with bullets
[Chorus]
Prompted my brutal force
You commit crimes in cold blood
With no feeling of remorse
You're always thirsting for some more
Enjoy the violence
Massacra
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