Dead by the Fistful of Violence Songtext
von Crisix
Dead by the Fistful of Violence Songtext
Thrash!
Atomic waste is flowing into my veins,
invading my senses driving me to hate.
I am becoming to a living dead,
dead by the fistful of radioactive rage.
Desperation.
Control my brain.
Hail to extinction.
I′m going to kill yourselves.
Crusher of bastards,
toxic crusade,
You will become a
Dead by the fistful of violence.
Total disaster in a world of fake and lies.
Polluted insanity,
riot of disgrace
You will become a
Dead by the fistful of violence.
Total disaster in a world of hate.
Running for your lives you can't understand
The reason of the attack for pleasure and pain
The meaning of your lives can be without sense
Enjoy senseless violence from hands of the... dead!
Desperation.
Control my brain.
Hail to extinction.
I′m going to kill yourselves.
Crusher of bastards,
toxic crusade,
You will become a
Dead by the fistful of violence.
Total disaster in a world of fake and lies.
Polluted insanity,
riot of disgrace
You will become a
Dead by the fistful of violence.
Total disaster in a world of hate.
Execution
Can you hear the screams from hell?
Another illusion?
No, it's true, you could be better dead!
Violence!
Atomic waste is flowing into my veins,
invading my senses driving me to hate.
I am becoming to a living dead,
dead by the fistful of radioactive rage.
Fuck everyone!
Atomic waste is flowing into my veins,
invading my senses driving me to hate.
I am becoming to a living dead,
dead by the fistful of radioactive rage.
Desperation.
Control my brain.
Hail to extinction.
I′m going to kill yourselves.
Crusher of bastards,
toxic crusade,
You will become a
Dead by the fistful of violence.
Total disaster in a world of fake and lies.
Polluted insanity,
riot of disgrace
You will become a
Dead by the fistful of violence.
Total disaster in a world of hate.
Running for your lives you can't understand
The reason of the attack for pleasure and pain
The meaning of your lives can be without sense
Enjoy senseless violence from hands of the... dead!
Desperation.
Control my brain.
Hail to extinction.
I′m going to kill yourselves.
Crusher of bastards,
toxic crusade,
You will become a
Dead by the fistful of violence.
Total disaster in a world of fake and lies.
Polluted insanity,
riot of disgrace
You will become a
Dead by the fistful of violence.
Total disaster in a world of hate.
Execution
Can you hear the screams from hell?
Another illusion?
No, it's true, you could be better dead!
Violence!
Atomic waste is flowing into my veins,
invading my senses driving me to hate.
I am becoming to a living dead,
dead by the fistful of radioactive rage.
Fuck everyone!
Writer(s): Julian Baz Sanchez, Marc Busque Plaza, Javier Carrion Lopez, Albert Requena Mateu, Marc Torras Mata Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com