Straight to Hell
Give me a piece of paper, close your eyes - this time forever. Only hate can be found, red color is just a background. There is no place for me, your envy kills everything around me. You can hide your odium, you stink like a fucking sanatorium. This is a train, rails are broken, and were going, straight to hell. Good manners you dont respect, only insults you collect - you rat! Your disease has one cure, Im your cure - now rot forever. You killed the best of me! You wont take the rest of me! Youre going down with me! Take your friends and family! This is a train, rails are broken, and were going, straight to hell. Straight to hell!!!
Autor(es): Leo Friscic, Jan Kerekes