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Bang your head for salvation
written by Genocide Reaper05:50 AM 3/22/05Sex is better than drugs, and rock n roll rules all of the above.
Stay close to that which you love.
Let them say what they will.
Fuck that god damn cocaine, remain insane.
Get your high off pleasure and pain.
Alcohol can drag you down by the soul.
You'll lose all control and fight through the night.
Heaving out your stomach, kicking screaming straining your larynx.
Let the engines roll.
Get in the race, let the fumes take its toll.
Lose yourself in the moment.
In the end the winner will be given an awesome silence.
We're waiting on you fuckers to get it started.
We're banging our heads praying to the reaper.
We refuse to hide in the corner.
Never will we cry.
Not even when our loved ones die.
After death we'll fly high.
Killing all who oppose our God.
The demons shall see their demise.
Those born in the dark.
Shall kill the hell hounds that bark.
Slaying the fools of fallacy.
Raising Hell and takings names.
Dishing out pure misery.
We'll play the brutal games.
We'll be the ones carved in stone in the end.
But when that day comes, we won't cry.
We'll return after we die.
We'll fly high.
Give a happy sigh.
Shed no tears, have no fears, we'll be back in centuries.
Just a few hundred maybe a thousand years!
Until our return.
With God one we'll burn.
Upon the cattle the tables shall turn.
Bang your head for salvation.
Give in to the rock n roll revelation.
We'll show them all humiliation with our dedication. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by rhapsody_lullaby (3-22-2005 - 07:01 AM)
| loved it. you can take amazing lines from it and they can strong - but as a whole its so powerful. what a statement. |
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