SiX FeeT UnDeR

amerika the brutal

I'd rather died than to live in this fucked world
Mr. President I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone, I think I'm fighting a losing battle
Worth dying not for oil
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
Listen it's a fucking joke and they make you believe it on the TV
That's how they deceive you-
I watch and I listen and I question their reasons
You know what, I don't fuckin believe em
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
When I want to know the future I look into the past
I think of my best friend and his stories of Vietnam
And now I got a cousin fighting in Iraq, and I want her coming back
I'm not afraid to speak my own mind
I don't use the first amendment to hide behind
I'm guaranteed that freedom, I'm born with that right
And for that I'm ready to fight
I'd rather die than to live in this fucked world
Fake president, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone I think I'm fighting this losing battle- worth dying?
NO WAR Amerika the brutal


MuRDeReD iN tHe bAsEmENt

Murdered in the basement, blood stains on cement
Murdered in the basement, a hammer to the head
Murdered in the basement, something's rotten in the cellar
Murdered in the basement, don't go down there!
I hate your fucking guts, your world makes me sick
Tell me what to do, I got a special place for you
Murdered in the basement, in concrete grave
Murdered in the basement, an ice pick to the face
Murdered in the basement, something's rotten in the cellar
Murdered in the basement, don't go down there
I hate your fucking guts, your world makes me sick
Tell me what to do, I got a special place for you
Buried in a concrete grave after you re dismembered and raped
A skeletons hand shoved up your ass
Food for the worms and rats
Murdered in the basement, time to dig a hole
Murdered in the basement, lyme to cover the smell
Murdered in the basement, something's rotten in the cellar
Murdered in the basement, don't go down there
Murdered in the basement, an 8th hole in your head
Murdered in the basement, killing for revenge
Murdered in the basement, a knife stuck in my back
Murdered in the basement, food for the worms and rats
I hate your fucking guts, your world makes me sick
Tell me what to do, I got a special place for you


bRinGeR oF blOOd

Bringer of blood
This one's from the heart
Together we re as one
Bringer of blood
It will never end- blood is our bond
Together we re as one
Bringer of blood




























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