jesus - you son of hell, look at my evil face hear my calling, touch my rage gracelesss liar, feel my hate! anyway there's the time to throw away the
looking at their bodies you're diverting your eyes you loathe their touch expressions in the faces talk about inner pain can their hearts scream for help
Army of hungry maggots We are parasites We will eat you, we will suck you That's just what we like Don't resist to establishment State machinery Never
Feeling important with your lies Living your halflife Blind faith in yourself Blind pride So why are we scared? We lie to ourselves! Always we are ready
Your leave your hands along your body You wanna take your pain out of your hands To arrange everything by only motion .. nothing is so fast. Chorus: You
Welcome to slaughterhouse!!! Territory, realm so gory, art of murder Stress of small place, no act of grace, Born to suffer Chorus: You go your bloody
JESUS - you son of hell, look at my evil face Hear my calling, touch my rage Graceless liar, feel my hate! Anyway there's the time To throw away the "
Spapes and forms of the human body Only thought is able to kill We are too ordinary To give ourselves air over something Repeat Everything around seems
Thousands of cruel warriors They bring only death Leading Imperator You're losing breath His brain covered by wrath And heart full of hate Selfish hunger
Outside the night You lie behind A glassy cold eye Inner war streams into your dreams War of senses Still pursued, still desperate, No chance to escape
[Intro] Everything that stays in our bodies is power and it has to go out. Life is going too fast and you are dying. Slowly but it's day after day. Breath
What you like to say, Somebody will understand you No body will care, It's all up to you No body will care, It's your own thing Give me piece of breath
Brace your self pain I'll return again Failure to succeed I'll then just repeat It's time we must react Watch each other back Minutes seconds lapse While
You're jumping into a coma Endless around you You can be dreaming about things At the end is light Kill me, rip me, whip me, strike me Choose one way
I step on the mirror on broken pieces Here I can't lie to a thousand faces I control my pain my legs are bleeding Here I can't cry I hide my feeling
Under the ground there is peaceful calm Under the ground there is unknown cold Under the ground silence dead bodies Under the ground just whispering from
Sacrifice your own life for the cause Just decide if you've won or you've lost In these times there's a price to be paid Should you choose to accept my
Sometimes you like to be unknown To be just no-one walking on the street Nothing to feel, nothing to see, nothing to smell, nothing to tell Are you living