Teksty:
Burning Point Cruel World

journey to the unholy land I this world I cannot stay Soon I have to go away I wish I could open the door And make this cruel world Exist no more Song

got stuff from most of ?em It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point across They depicted me the boss, of course My orange box-cutter make the world

prose Tied in a network of fast quest Hence the obsession Its quick to admit Fats borrowed rhythm Woman came between them Women of the world unite Make the world

day! [The Combat Commences:] They unleashed the lions first. Hunger maddened beasts, goaded into a frenzy by the cruel point of many a pilum... And

lawn and I just let 'em burn till death's confirmed Laid to rest with worms cause otherwise they'll never learn I'll form a cruel intent, put anthrax

me How can you fail to see my point of view Or are your eyes a bitch's brew? At first I thought you came from paradise then you split my world in two,

of baking soda And empty jar of pickle juice I often wonder why the Lord Had to create me in a world, oh so, so cruel It's dog eat dog, I don't know

a destiny We?ll watch burn down I?ll watch it burn down You?ll take it all down I want to start again We?ll watch burn down And this is the last