Текст (слова) песни: Haunted - Hate Song

Two and twenty for the hole in you.
A meat cleaver comb to run you through.
Lethal gas will make you cough.
A car crash scene to finish it off.

Pain!
True definition
Truth is pain
Truly addicted.

So dont you worry about your earthly rest,
Ill dig the fucking hole myself.

Pain!
Truly addicted
Life is pain
I am addicted
to this pain

Hate song!...(I live to bury you)...

Stabbing and shooting and ripping the life out of you.
I get off and I wish that you could too!
Open chest tickle will quiver your bones.
Just lay back and chill. cos I run this show.

Pain!
Truly addicted
Life is pain
Life is infected
by this pain......

Hate song!...(I live to bury you)...

Theres no need to explain,
you know who you are.
I deliver the pain,
Im the baddest by far...

Die onehundredthousand times,
One million ways to...Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!

Hate song!
Lifelong!
Hate song!
Другие песни Haunted:

Blood Rust
Bloodletting
Bullet Hole
Bury Your Dead
Chasm
Choke Hold
Doa
Downward Spiral
Everlasting
Forensick
Godpuppet
Hate Song
Hollow Ground
Human Debris
In Vein
Leech
Now You Know
One Kill Wonder
Revelation
Shadow World
Shattered
Shithead
Silencer
Soul Fracture
The World Burns
Three Times
Trespass
Undead
Under The Surface
Urban Predator
Victim Iced