Tactical Sekt Soulless
Blood boils
Counting the seconds
The demons inside me wail
Between the sheets
I tear the satin
Like a train come off the rails
Crash, crass evil
21st century soulless people
Crash, crass evil
21st century soulless people
I’m so tired
Escaping consciousness
I wrestle sleeps prevailing winds
City to city
Nation to nation
I thank the devil for all my sins
Crash, crass evil
21st century soulless people
Crash, crass evil
21st century soulless people
Soulless people
Scourge of the light
Pound of flesh
For creatures of the night
Crash crass evil
We're all going to die!
If you want to live forever
Prepare these wings for flight
