The Pyle's Ballad Songtext
von Pesta

I will make you my image
I′ll make you work 'till you die
I know your... I know your name
And you are marked and fried

You will learn the right way
You won′t laugh or cry
I'll teach you... teach you to be
A killing machine of mine

What makes the grass grow?
Blood, blood, blood!
What do you do in life?
Kill, kill, kill!
Didn't listen!
Kill, kill, kill!
Still can′t listen!
Kill, kill, kill!


This is my weapon (is for battle)
This is my gun (is for fun)
It is my life (must control it)
Like I control me.
Must shoot them (before they shoot me)
Whatever (it′s for fun)
Must control it (like I control me)
Till there no more enemies.

What makes the grass grow?
Blood, blood, blood!
What do you do in life?
Kill, kill, kill!
Didn't listen!
Kill, kill, kill!
Still can′t listen!
Kill, kill, kill!


What do you want?
Kill, sir!
Are you a killer?
Yes, sir!
(Sarg.)
Show me your bloody hands
'Cause I had spotted you!
Now listen, and listen well
I want this gun and I want it now!
What′s your problem?
Don't you dare to unload it on me?
You don′t have the balls to blow my head!

What do you do in life?
Kill, kill, kill!
Didn't listen!
Kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill