It starts as one festering feeling. The kind that cuts from the flesh down to the soul.. No way (no way) to make amends for the time behind the door. Street lights feed lies straight to the mind of the wishful wanderer..
Innocent babe, shall we corrupt at such a young age. Conjure a laugh, conjure the tears amongst love. Glass brain, it will project all of the spectrum.
Welcome to the truth; a life that's not your own.. Controlled by labor, printed paper and the corruptors of the world.. Synthetic lies collect our minds to the beast..
Latch to this life like a death grip,. We're satisfied. With the mundane I'm keeping out of sight,. But still we are young. We are young. . I'll steer the angels down.
As I slip away... thoughts rushing through me.. Angelic call?. Or a demon that's calling my name?. Enter the intrepid state.. Enter beyond what is seen to the spiritual stream of the vacant..
I'm so irritated. Being kicked to the curb. Every time you open your mouth. Your try to get in the last word. Those who live in glass houses. Should not be throwing stones.
Good Samaritans are something I can't stand. Suppressing their own needs to lend a helping hand. Looking out for number one is my only creed. Self-preservation runs deep in my breed.
your gathered here tonight. to heed our metal. cry. obeying all. our wills. all others you defy. a wall of sonic sound. with amps turned up to ten. our legions are advancing.
Do as they say, not as they do. March to the tune of the Christian right. Hypocrites, their rules they don't apply to you. Parading in the name of Christ.
Can't withhold my anger. Won't control my rage. My bloodlust will be sated. I'm locked and loaded and ready to engage. Killing everything I've ever hated.
Quiero putas, rateros y gordos. La misa necesita sangre podrida. . El poder que tengo le doy gracias al rey. Prende las velas y trae el machete. Mi padre negro espera su sacrificio.
[Brujo:] ¿Cuánto quiere ese coyote?. [Mexicano:] Diez mil pesos. [B:] Pa todos. [M:] No, Jefe, Pa cada uno. [B:] Pinché coyote ladrón, hay que joder al güey.
Te canto un corrido de historia. Mascaban dinosarios carne fresca. Hoy hombre busca carne fresa. Los hombes son cabrones cuando no se descargan!. Mecosario, mecosario, mecosario.
Te canto un corrido de historia. Mascaban dinosarios carne fresca. Hoy hombre busca carne fresa. Los hombes son cabrones cuando no se descargan!. Mecosario, mecosario, mecosario.
Gabachos nos usan pa limpiar sus culos. Nos tratan como mierda de puerco. Tengan huevos y sean hombres. Un pinche viaje al norte. Siglos pasan y nuestra raza se jode.
Cristo de la roca. Vendiendo pura coca. Se hiso rico. Con la ayuda de ni#&241;os. Cantando why rezando. Pesando libras de mota. Gritando, "Soy cristo de la roca".
[Death metal version of "Macarena"]. . Hay un una vieja que es muy bonita. en mexico la llaman mariajuanita. la vida loca necesita hirbita. Heeeeeeeee marijuana hai![2x].
[Death metal version of "Macarena"]. . Hay un una vieja que es muy bonita. en mexico la llaman mariajuanita. la vida loca necesita hierbita. Heeeeeeeee marihuana hai![2x].
Qu pas con nuestro revolucin. Creen que esto se acab. Sangre surea no se gast. Quin va mandar los del norte!. Pancho Villa no muri. Aqu tengo su espritu.
Marcha de odio. Sardos de raza. Raza de odio. Grito de guerra!. "Siento ese odio que no sale, hasta tarde". "Te meten lo maldito why no sabes, a tu madre".