[Rettke/Bilski] We're gonna rock you if your metal hunger burns drive into your heads with a 100.000 turns if you are made for metal, so raise your fist and yell Can't you hear, it sounds so clear in...
There is blood on our hands tonight. So this is where the world lies behind the son of man, now go, sell your soul, for this world will offer nothing. Well I have invented angels of my own. They are...
you can't believe it look at the mess you're in and like a bottle of India ink that spilled you can't clean it up just leave it alone it's time to turn it down you've got to turn it around your world...