译文: 酷刑队. 谋杀神.
Looking for a lot of victims To satisfy the desire of the deceiving day and night Ancient beliefs, try to conceal The murder of a god False teachings
got a half hour before the plan sours like Amaretto Far from the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pants Out for the fast cash, level advance Takin' a
week a different chore, every month a different tour I got a gang of haters everyday I piss em off a little more Whatchu think I got a fucking pistol
saviours..pharoas with a tongue sharp slicin through your radios..perfect.precicious of a shanghai night..fight battles scream victory.hang my mic.its a blessin..holy water splash from a
senseless"] [Esoteric] The Elder God'll strike troglodyte, God Awful Rocks the mic and stomps the likes of softer types In archetypes of carbonite Smuggled on a
kid the fun is over, make a party motor Call ya dojos, this man remind me of a soldier When I speak words cut air Stop your breathin, there's a lot of
a different chore, every month a different tour I got a gang of haters everyday I piss em off a little more Whatchu think I got a fucking pistol for?
