
时间:2005-10-04
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Holy and high
The engines start to grind
The shotgun speaks the final word
The race to the end
Keep killing all that you can
Beneath the ground what can't be heard
Roads paved in flesh
The bombs which have been blessed
The blackout through the doom
The race to the end
Keep killing all that you can
The casket which fills the room
Slither with the maggots and the worms below
Warped confusion
Mental illness bestowed
An inward view
An outward pass is all you can see
Disillusioned warhead of reality
Gathered for the feast
The tables set for the deceased
How's the dead
No peace
No rest
The race to the end
Keep killing all that you can
Doomsday calling 'til nothin's left