What is the point
So afraid of death?
My time
In a machine gun belt
Come on, come on
Side impact
Come on, come on
Damn did you fall?

Where did you find the place
There you will find hell
Weak means dead
Looking for a way back
Run Run
In use
Pouring a shot
I drink poison

I need a knife, I need a gun
Large caliber cartridge
Large-caliber pain
Burns fingers with boiling water
Explosive shiт
or hazardous environment
From talking with Satan
Our bones are their food

Wow, my arms ripped off
Chainsaws in the bag
You'll finish the game, biтch
Woah, I'm doing a somersault on the fk
Woah, his guts are on me now

Paint my soul white
Paint my sky white
I look ahead, it would be better if I went blind