You know you're gonna die
Soon or late, my dear friend
But you're a fuckin' train
On this rail straight to the end, oh yeah!
Black stain in your heart
Since the day you were born
Hopes and dreams have left you
Hope and dreams now are gone
Black rain in your vein,
In your brain, in your heart
Escape the fate you got
Inhale the gas, wildfire in your lungs
Live fast, die young!
Blow till you drop
Blow till you die
Your bitchy heart will soon stop
But you don't give a fuck
Blow till you drop
Blow till you die
Your bitchy ass won't stop
So let's get fucked up!
Dust in the wind,
Dear friend,you'll fly high
Singin' with a beer
In your hand, while you die
Another day to face, another day to die
Today's the day you explode
Stripes in the road, stripes on my phone
Home Street Home!
Blow till you drop
Blow till you die
Your bitchy heart will soon stop
But you don't give a fuck
Blow till you drop
Blow till you die
Your bitchy ass won't stop
So let's get fucked up!
A zij!
Blow till you drop
Blow till you die
Your bitchy heart will soon stop
But you don't give a fuck
Blow till you drop
Blow till you die
Your bitchy ass won't stop
Let's get fucked up!
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023