Vice of Pain
Hit the gas, you bastard, hear the warning bell.
Blood is boiling up, a dry scream in the throat,
In this fucking grinder, you missed the final boat.
No more mercy left, all the laws are dead,
We spit in the face of fate, breaking its neck instead!
Припев
The Vice of Pain! Eat this dirt to the core!
The Vice of Pain! Satan settles the score!
Rip the strings, roll the dice, bet it all today!
Your pathetic body will be thrown away!
Black joker in the deck, tequila on the wood,
Death hit on me yesterday, like she fucking should.
Scars across the face — a twisted, bloody prize,
Smash the glasses, bitch, look right into my eyes!
Roaring stacks of amps blowing through your skull,
On this savage night, nothing's ever dull!
Припев
The Vice of Pain! Eat this dirt to the core!
The Vice of Pain! Satan settles the score!
Rip the strings, roll the dice, bet it all today!
Your pathetic body will be thrown away!
Thirst!
Blood!
Ash!
Pain!
You wanted to play? Go fucking insane!
Припев
The Vice of Pain! Eat this dirt to the core!
The Vice of Pain! Satan settles the score!
Rip the strings, roll the dice, bet it all today!
Your pathetic body will be thrown away!
Thrown away!
Thrown away!
Die, but play!
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