Testo di Fever

Torture Pain Life and death beetween devastation Fields of blood Disfigured bodies Fear Hate Life and death beetween devastation When you look at the front line Enemies comin' to our side Explode them, hit them, put your heads down Spit in your cross faces Feveeeeeeeeeeer Their faith is called disease On your knees are stilling Empty minds equals religion Exploding your shit heads Breaking your empty souls Feveeeeeeeeer Dont believe, their bullshit Otherwise catch, the plague Even now, them lie For yourself, febrile Feveeeeeeer Their faith is called disease On your knees are stilling Empty minds equals religion Exploding your shit heads Breaking your empty souls I swer i'll done you Exploding your shit heads Breaking your empty souls Close your eyes We have the cure Then you'll be free Burn the crosses