Hatredcopter Songtext
von Dethklok
Hatredcopter Songtext
I fly a gigantic monster
I am captain evil stomper
I get to wear big black helmet
I pilot the Hatredcopter
I fly the beast made of steel
Then I can cut the night
Gas tank is filled with vengeance
Machine guns shooting spite
Can′t find the thing that makes this
Thing take a hard turn right
I follow where it leads me
By battered wings of might
You will most likely die by the hands of my arm
When I come and fly and take off your face
With the front of my Hatredcopter
I fly a gigantic monster
I am captain evil stomper
I get to wear big black helmet
I pilot the Hatredcopter
I fly the Hatredcopter
I'm going to hunt you down
I′m getting lots of money
For all the bounties found
Can't seem to find the button
That turns the radar on
Can't work the Hatredcopter
The hunt for you is done
I am likely to find for my failure to fly
That I will be fired for not killing you
′Cause that is my job
Hatredcopter
You will most likely die by the hands of my arm
When I come and fly and take off your face
With the front of my Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
I am captain evil stomper
I get to wear big black helmet
I pilot the Hatredcopter
I fly the beast made of steel
Then I can cut the night
Gas tank is filled with vengeance
Machine guns shooting spite
Can′t find the thing that makes this
Thing take a hard turn right
I follow where it leads me
By battered wings of might
You will most likely die by the hands of my arm
When I come and fly and take off your face
With the front of my Hatredcopter
I fly a gigantic monster
I am captain evil stomper
I get to wear big black helmet
I pilot the Hatredcopter
I fly the Hatredcopter
I'm going to hunt you down
I′m getting lots of money
For all the bounties found
Can't seem to find the button
That turns the radar on
Can't work the Hatredcopter
The hunt for you is done
I am likely to find for my failure to fly
That I will be fired for not killing you
′Cause that is my job
Hatredcopter
You will most likely die by the hands of my arm
When I come and fly and take off your face
With the front of my Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
Hatredcopter
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