Anarchic Scar

Veins are sliced by rhythm, pulse is beating fast,
Life's a stupid whore, and that's a fucking fact.
Cards upon the table, spades will break the suit,
We came from the abyss, to fall and grab the loot.


Blood is boiling up, adrenaline hits the brain,
I won't ever yield, damn it, through the fire and pain.

Припев
Anarchic scar! On the face of this night.
Anarchic scar! We are ready to fight.
Tearing up the system, spitting on the law,
This whole goddamn world is broken to the core!


Whiskey burns the throat, fingers bleed on the fret,
Every single day is a deadly roulette.
Brakes are totally blown, flying into the dark,
Anyone who says "chill" is a fucking mark.


Blood is boiling up, adrenaline hits the brain,
I won't ever yield, damn it, through the fire and pain.

Припев
Anarchic scar! On the face of this night.
Anarchic scar! We are ready to fight.
Tearing up the system, spitting on the law,
This whole goddamn world is broken to the core!


No more taking pity, no more saying prayers,
Only clashing metal on the Devil's stairs.
Let the planet crumble into hellish heat,
We will play our rock right down the burning street!



Припев
Anarchic scar! On the face of this night.
Anarchic scar! We are ready to fight.
Tearing up the system, spitting on the law,
This whole goddamn world is broken to the core!