[lyrics by Bjoern Goosses]
a handful of bloodrhymes and a dozen dead tongues, now this is how far we can get
a mouthful of napalm and a dozen dead songs, now this is how far things can get
call it a day and hope for decay
pure deathaddiction all through my head
a headful of hearselights and a dozen dead lies, now this is how far we can get
a heartful of nothing and a dozen dead cries, now this is how far things can get
call it a day and hope for decay
pure deathaddiction all through my head
deathaddiction through my veins my heart my head my damn remains
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
