Paroles de The Holy Message

We are death squadron We are the living dead We march the earth laughing In your face, Fuck you! You are the problem We're the fucking solution We'll cleanse your cities to ruin We'll purge your filth We break straight through Mediocre laws you built A truth so razor-sharp You will fall in rank or try and hide Armageddon's motherfucking looming In your Christian nature to fucking die So greet death legion Great end times We're the revelation Unto all fucking nations War of potence, war of blood A truth so razor-sharp So much more than a fucking song Beyond the curtains of the blind and not far away Prepare yourself for Armageddon