Teksty: Injury Time. Demo 2006. Murder.

The disgust, the hurt, the anger, the rage
Incarcerated in this skeletal cage
The torment, the strain, the pressure, the weight
Don't try and fight it, just unleash the hate
The users, the fakes, the liars, the cheats
Will all meet their end once the beast is released
The choking, the pain, the retching, the screams
As reality becomes the blood soaked dreams

To all the friends who are really enemies
To all the cunts who lie
The time has come to pay the penalty
On this night you'll die

The bodies, the blood, the mirror, the knife
They all deceived and so lost their lives
The vengeance, the flesh, the murder, the thrill
Loss of control freed this monster to kill
The sirens, the lights, the panic, the door
One by one they all fall to the floor
The petrol, the spark, the fire, the death
Continuous explosions 'til there's no one left

To all the friends who are really enemies
To all the cunts who lie
The time has come to pay the penalty
On this night you'll die

Burn away - never see another day
Engulfed in flames - the floor where the bodies lay
No more pain - every enemy lies slain
The result - of the wrath of the insane