Pain Lyrics

In Cold Blood Pain

Hellbent lives f..cking fates. Praying on your knees it's much too late. Your worthless soul it can't be saved. We cut you down with our hate. You're running through this little world. You can't f..cking hide. The weak will never have a chance. To survive. Listening to their insipid weak. f..cking cries. What will go through their minds. As they all die