«This world is coming to an end, letting hell thrive on each side where all gods and devils stand, to watch their drama putrefy
So there’s no one we have to deal with, living or dead, no one we have to respect, Bombing your dying show biz’, It is just what we expect
Laughing at the death threats from the dogs of the «order», If we turn the other cheek it’s to bite you better
Jumping at your throat, killing others with your own bones What up y’all ?! We killed 2 bitches with 1 skull
Story tellers of our own life, The mindset tempered in steel. We stand for the noise, for the smell of the asphalt, The blood and the sweat of those who lived.
You, the sandman - the sold out one - the success you’ve always run after is now eating your mind
joining there alcohol fumes and what’s left of your lines. While a change with a heap of corpses, is just what you’ll leave behind
It’s all, for you, about fairy tales To tell with a tragic ton to the damned You’re still keeping the heart tied on With a spoon, lighter and lemon Suffer beating inside lost beings Is the driving force of your own history But this film is just really too thin For our real full life story
This world is coming to an end, letting hell thrive on each side where all gods and devils stand, to watch their drama putrefy»