Nasty
As The Blood Runs Cold
They broke you day by day endlessly
Now on their knees praying for forgiveness
No mercy left inside for those who made live living hell payday
And you're back in action packed and armed
Bloodlined satisfaction
No mercy for those guilty fucks
Equal who will pass your way he'll eat
Your slugs gun to their heads finger on the trigger
Good to feel godlike you are their creation
Fuel to fire unleash the beast make 'em burn make 'em burn
And you are their creation
Sell your soul to the devil
Tell your story to the world
Infamous in your actions
As the blood runs cold
The bodies pile up you ask the question
Why kids run amok that's why so many die